The group meet Tamara

‘Gods,’ said Galiana, reflecting on the mass of sweaty bodies currently humping in the room, ‘who’s in charge here?’

‘As we mentioned, your… um Mother Superior has been kidnapped,’ stated Hera. ‘But there is someone who has assumed command for the time being.’

At this point, a voice came from across the room and addressed the new arrivals:

‘Hello Sheriff! Have you come to take down my particulars?’

The speaker was a sultry brunette with charcoal black hair, and kittenish, almond shaped eyes. Wearing a pair of tight black leather stiletto heeled boots that went up above her knees, the woman was currently sitting with her shaved pussy on a dick, a swollen ballsack protruding from the glistening lips of her hot slit. She was facing away from the man and towards the new arrivals so that little could be seen of him. A thick black leather belt with silver chains hanging from it encompassed most of her tight stomach, the man underneath her mauling her huge tits from behind. Her left arm was tattooed, the rest of her flawless, caramel coloured skin gleaming with a sheen of moisture.

‘Tamara!’ cried Galiana.

‘Galiana!’ responded Tamara, noticing the blonde priestess with the big knockers from across the room. ‘What are you doing here?’

‘I could say the same about you,’ replied Galiana, leading the way for the new arrivals to pick their way across the morass of humping bodies in the room to stand next to Tamara, ‘we heard about the raid at the temple and came as soon as we could to see what had happened. What on earth went on?’

Tamara bit her lips as she ground her sensitive pussy against the dick and hit a particularly sweet spot. ‘Would it be awfully rude to tell you while I make this dick explode all over me?’

‘Of course,’ said Galiana, leaning forwards and plunging her tongue into Tamara’s mouth, giving her a sloppy kiss of welcome. ‘I’m glad to see you safe.’

Tamara resumed easing herself up and down on the still prick embedded in her cunt, and Galiana slapped her pussy lightly and massage her clit to help her along.

‘Raiders struck at dusk one evening. We were all in the middle of a rather interesting ritual, so hardly any of us had a stitch on at the time, apart from a few kinky odds and ends, but we were hardly prepared. They overpowered us, looted the place and took Katchka, our beloved head priestess and several others captive. I led a counter-strike and the twenty of us here managed to escape. The temple burned down, so we’re holed up here for the moment, doing what we can.’

‘So I see,’ said Galiana.

‘I prefer the missionary position, actually. It’s nice to be on the road, meeting new people, and winning more converts to our religion. Which reminds me, Hera. Would you and your lieutenant like to join up? There’s no telling how many inches of hard cock you can go through as an acolyte of Girvyn.’

‘I’d be honoured, but I’m getting plenty as it happens.’

‘I bet. Do remind me to lick your asshole in thanks for what you’ve done for us poor priestesses.’

At this, Tamara pulled herself off the long shaft and hefted it in Galiana’s direction.

‘Remember Galiana, when priestesses from different regions meet, it’s customary for them to take a double facial, in remembrance of Girvyn’s gift…’