Chapter 141 – “Oh, he is painting her mouth!” (18+) 

Chapter 141 – "Oh, he is painting her mouth!" (18+)

Devon had changed the body drawing shrine ritual into a fantastically horny boob job with a hint of an unwitting blowjob as well, as the entire village of amazonian beauties watched and reveled in the festivities. Two of the shrine maidens were dancing ceremoniously near the bonfire to the beat of drums, as Devon continued to rub his cock in between the beautiful Alina's bountiful coconuts, his thick member sinking lusciously into the tight space between her fatty mounds of tropical deliciousness.

*Slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap* *slap*

With every beat of the drums, Devon thrust his dick between the kind faced Alina's breasts, his penis touching further into her lips each time. Soon, his dick was making consistent contact with her wet tongue, which had a kiss of lovely black pigment on it from his cock-brush.

Dabbing his cock-brush into the pile of pigment lightly just once, Devon heaved it back onto her chest and moved his way further up, until he was nearly above her face. He pointed his penis downwards and pressed it against her closed but pursed juicy lips, gently at first, and then applying a bit more pressure.

Soon, Alina's lips opened up and her tongue extended outwards lewdly just a tiny bit, and Devon's penis-paintbrush made direct contact with the full insides of her mouth and her tongue.

"Oh, he is painting her mouth!" said Alina's friend cheerily, as she looked on from the circle.

"So interesting!"

"What a unique and artistic choice," another younger amazon commented. She looked eighteen years old, with a blossoming sleek body and a tall, slender stature like a runway model, but the curviness of an instagram photoshopped model.

"Yes, it is very interesting," replied another chuckling amazon who looked more motherly milf aged, with massive cow tits that could barely be contained in her tribal mini dress.

Devon vigorously painted her lips and tongue until he began to extend his penis directly inside her mouth, feeling the intense pleasure of the divine softness and wet stickiness of the insides of Alina's cheeks caressing his cock with every swoop of his penis-paintbrush. He felt so good, that he just kept doing it over, and over, and over, and over, and over again getting slightly deeper and closer towards the back of her throat until the feeling was about to burst.

Unable to control himself, Devon dipped his penis far down Alina's throat for the first time.

He was about to come.

Thrusting deep down her throat one last time, his penis unleashed a cascading deluge of thick clear-white paint deep inside his female canvas's warm and sticky mouth, the natural paint fluid guzzling down her throat before he pulled out his still-erect penis, a hint of semen still connected from the tip of his cock to her plump bottom lip, her breath panting and ragged.

The villagers around the circle and Vesta looked with wide eyes at the lewd display, letting out a cheer of excitement after a moment of processing what had just happened. Only the guards maintained their composure, but even they were beginning to look a bit hot and bothered.

The sweet faced Alina was blushing like crazy now, her female pheromones firing at an all time high in the face of such a masculine presence raping the insides of her mouth before shooting all that deliciously salty painty juice down her throat.

Noticing that Devon was breathing rather laboriously and his semi-erect penis was beginning to soften up just a bit, the two guards facilitating the shrine ritual brought him a plate filled with nuts.

"Please, eat one of these," said the breast naked amazon guard from earlier. "It will help restore your vitality."

Devon quickly grabbed a handful of the nuts and was about to shove them into his mouth, when the female amazon guard yelped and yanked his hand away.

"One at a time," the breast naked guard said in a panicked voice. "Otherwise you might overdose."

Devon nodded, putting back all of the nuts while leaving one in his palm. He popped the nut into his mouth.

Hm… chocolatey with a smooth texture, he thought. But then the chocolate taste faded away into a cleansing bitterness that roused and awakened both his palate and his member, and then nothing.

"There, good–Huh?" the breast naked guard yelped in surprise once more, as Devon had already wrapped his arm around her waist and yanked her towards him.

He had already dabbed his cock with more of the lampblack pigment, and pulled her face towards his before interlocking his lips and tongue into hers. The breast naked guard looked surprised as she could only accept his sudden sexual advance towards her, as her eyes melted from surprise to horny eye-rolling sensuality. A hand placed itself on her bare chest, and an erect cock poked her squishy upper thigh.

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