Professional warning

Champagne poured like a river. Everyone on the ship celebrated the end of the first shooting day. Cairo even invited the Egyptian associates and all craft operators to take care of morale, but not all agreed. Some locals did not like the desecration of the Ahat temple, including the captain.

"Oh, there is our star!", the director raised his glass at the sight of a barely walking girl, "I told you all, she has a natural talent for the role!"

"Have you seen Samson?", Dalila asked her not very sober employer. Her gaze flickered over the guests, trying to spot the familiar pile of muscles.

"It should be on the prow. He...", Dereli didn't wait for Cairo to finish his sentence, she was in a hurry to meet her crush, "Heh, these two have an amazing chemistry between them..."

After a full day of work, Dalila's legs felt like jelly beans. They completely refused to obey her. But this did not prevent the girl from traveling the entire length of the ship. All her effort and pain was rewarded by seeing Samson's charming smile.

"Wowo!", the giant caught Dalila in mid air, preventing her from falling. He helped Dereli sit down on a bench with a view of the shore and the Temple of Ahat, "You need to rest after today... honestly it's surprising that you are able to walk..."

"I just wanted to check if everything was okay with you", Dalila was a bit ashamed of her own words. She was rarely honest, but she wanted to be sincere with him.

"Thanks for caring", Samson sat down next to the girl, letting her rest on his shoulder, "Maintaining such a huge erection always causes circulation problems for me... usually for several hours, but there is no such anemia that I would not treat with orange juice."

"Ah, I'd like some orange juice. Jee, I haven't had anything sweet in ages to keep my tightness", Dalila dreamed about everything she couldn't eat. With fatigue, the appetite and temptation were much stronger.

"You say it, and you have it", Samson unexpectedly pulled a carton of sap from under the pew, making the girl laugh. They took turns to drink, savoring the sound of the reeds by the Nile.

"You know... I wanted to thank you. I haven't had so much fun in a long time", Dalila moved closer to the man, her lips were so close to his.

"You don't have to thank me for anything. Pleasure is mutual", Samson read the signal. They were about to kiss, when suddenly a tall figure appeared in front of them, destroying the mood.

"You blasted shakhs gharib. Due to your unholy mating in Ahat, you will bring the wrath of God upon us", captain Qayid looked calm, but vindictive fires in the eyes betrayed his thoughts. The old lad spat at their feet and then walked away, limping on one leg.

"Eh, some you won't please", Dalila said, trying to ease the tension. She checked her watch. It was almost 01:00 EET, "So... shall we continue?"

Despite the sore legs, the girl jumped on the man's knees, embracing him on both sides with her thighs. Before he could say anything, she put her tongue down his mouth.