The Goddess of Karichota

ssava and yams were big. Children ran around the village, their stomachs protruding in satisfaction, stray farts making the adults turn their noses. As neighb

and virgins were willing to offer their bl

y for mating. Only a chief's son can be allowed to

awakened. He can feel the small hairs at the back of his neck stand. It is sensational. his lips are dry. His eyes, flickering hot. He feels the desire rise from his stomach. It is like the wind is loaded with pheromones. He stands still waiting for the

beauty. She is divine. She looks pure. Her mouth is a thin line of ripe plums. He gasps for breadth as he burrows into her eyes. She doesn't blink. Her eyes draw h

n heat. She scans him, puts out a thin hand to touch him. Xumba holds it back. A wave of shock rushes through her. Xumba is sweetly surprised. He can feel her skin tremble un

en it will be worth it.

?" the goddess is furious. Her whispers sou

s raspy. He locks his look into hers. He

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