Lust was high, and plenty of lizards were going for each other. In some cases it was borderline rape; but in most it was consensual. The tribe slipped slowly but surely from a group of spectators to little more than an orgying mass of writhing, cold, scaley flesh. The stench of sex permeated the air, none more powerfully than the odor of Sak-Bak inches before her, and rapidly, needily pummeling her throat.<br/><br/>His orgasm was powerful and sudden. The tip of his cock erupted, splattering her with a thicky load of the same sweet tasting cum that stretched her throat to it's limit before spilling down, and out of her lips, and just about everywhere. The amount of the stuff put a human man to shame; it was simply a stream of mess filling her throat both quickly, and constantly for several long moments.<br/><br/>Janica got only about a seconds warning as his cock started to pulsate strongly inside her, and immediately both her hands shot up to fixate his member, to make sure most of his seed did not get sprayed to the side before she even had a chance to swallow it, and then the gulping started. Indeed he tasted sweet, so different that a human, and she did her best to get most of it down her throat, to not make his ritual look like a failure, and so one load after another of the 'essence of the spirits' she swallowed, for the most part successful.<br/><br/>Only a small fraction squeezed between his hard and pumping shaft and her soft but firm lips rigidly sealed around it and down over her chin and onto her breasts. But a small fraction of a whole lot was still visible, and immediately cheers came from that half of the crowd that was not engaging in some sort of carnal act.<br/><br/>Sak-Bak threw his head back and his arms surged skyward once more, reiterating their presence as his cock throbbed and sent a truly impressive amount of cum into her. He roared out in delight, before finally putting a hand on Janica and pushing her away; the last couple of strands burst across her face, whether she'd want it to or not. His cock, though, remained rigid and excited... If a little stained. "Good gir!" He grinned toward her, his eyes aflame with desire, and glee.<br/><br/>Janica noticed his expression only with a fraction of her consciousness. In a reflex she closed her eyes as he sprayed her face, the impact of his shots on her skin feeling strange, but not unpleasant. As nothing came anymore, she looked at him again, and there was something of a longing in her gaze. The whole scene hat gotten her hot and fuzzy, and she wanted to get a real fucking now. She was honestly curious what was in store for her next, why he had ordered her to finger fuck herself in preparation. Would he do it himself, or have some others take over?<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>