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‘Looks like you kept it nice and wet for me,” remarked Perrima, withdrawing her hand from the depths of Zalah’s minuscule thong and making a show of licking the strands of gelatinous juices that clung to her fingers, feeding the slender strings of her friend’s secretions into her mouth and luxuriating in the taste.

Zalah drew in a short gasp as Perrima commenced her ministrations. She could feel the slickness of her pussy against her inner thighs already, raw heat emanating from her sopping hole. Perrima reached her other hand towards Zalah’s collarbone and felt the soft flesh of her throat, admiring the perfect configuration of bones that formed her friend’s clavicle. Then she slowly let her hand drop and began to play with the small leather straps that held together her friend’s small leather top.

“Looks like the contents are under **** pressure here, baby,” said Perrima, loosening the top strap. Zalah arched her back, thrusting her massive melons further towards Perrima, also shoving her loins forwards as Perrima’s other errant hand slid back into her moist g-string, searching for her clit.

After the top strap popped out of position, Zalah’s leather top slid open ever so slightly, a further inch of bronzed tit-flesh pushing out. One more strap followed, and more of her sexy cleavage became exposed. After Perrima opened the top strap, the whole garment gave way and Zalah’s massive tits surged out of their leather confinement, the top falling to the ground, surrendering the bouncing tits springing free.

Perrima stared. “By all the gods, your tits are surely the wonder of Tharros.”

Zalah’s waist was slender and flattened, with a tight succession of hard, well-defined stomach muscles leading up towards her huge tits. The monumental globes of deeply tanned flesh sat high atop Zalah’s chest, each capped by a small dark bud of nipple. The precious gem given to her by the shaman still glittered in Zalah’s navel, momentarily drawing Perrima’s attention from her friend’s glorious boobs.

“If that ruby gave you tits like these, I’m going to have to get one myself,” said Perrima, naughtily smacking Zalah’s huge mounds with the flat of her open hand, making the warrioress moan with pleasure. Then, letting a trail of saliva dangle from her mouth, the herbalist fastened the white strand onto Zalah’s left nipple and slowly began to lick all her way around the erect bud. Zalah spat another rope of saliva onto the firm globe, and Perrima hoovered it up with her slurping mouth.

“Fuck,” said Perrima, withdrawing her hand from Zalah’s pussy and using it to caress the underside of the blonde slut’s other boob. There was no way she could begin to get her small palm to cover even a portion of Zalah’s titflesh. “You have to let me paint you,” Perrima continued.

“That might be a nice idea,” agreed Zalah, “we could include a couple of other people in it, perhaps some local studs you know, and make it a diorama. A representation of classically famous historical moments, perhaps? Like Queen Isoldita’s pacification of the army of Idrissa? I’m led to believe that was quite a feat, although you might require rather a lot of white paint if you want to do the denouement. Or we could re-create Niemi’s seduction of the giant of Thrabe.”

“Anything you like,” said Perrima, smooching and smacking her lips all over her impossibly busty friend’s boobs, making the golden globes shine with her slobber. “With you in it I might even put them up for sale.”

Moving her way down, kissing and licking the well-etched contours of her friend’s well-defined stomach muscles, Perrima used her hands to hitch down the black g-string down Zalah’s statuesque, well-toned legs. Strings of her copious pussy juices were slung between the insides of her slender thighs in the wake of the slim garment’s removal. Perrima lapped them up ravenously and then fastened her ravenous mouth onto Zalah’s pussy, sucking and licking the pink lips and laving her tongue around the furrowed tunnel.

In no time at all, Zalah was climaxing, shouting a screaming obscenities at the top of her lungs, her proud tits heaving and jiggling on her upturned chest as her kneeling friend ate her pulsating pink pussy expertly, more juices accumulating on her chin.