"Then that is how you shall be taken," she told him with a smirk, getting into the role he had given her. She would have to ask Felix later if this was how he felt when he accepted the offerings of the local villages. Some of them considered the macros gods, and honored them as such at those ceremonies where they give them a cut of the harvest and hunting, in exchange for some work from the macros, including building homes, dams, and anything else they might need. A tidy arrangement for all concerned really.<br/><br/>"Honor your goddess, by squirming a lot," she told him with a smile, lolling out her tongue and gently setting him onto it, pressing him against he soft, slimy flesh with her finger, creating an impression in her tongue of him for a moment as she rubbed him into her tastebuds, before pulling the member back into her mouth, her breath, warm and moist, blowing over him, leaving him coated with droplets of her spit as she withdrew him into the cavern of her maw, and then shut the teeth and lips behind him, casting him into the hot, humid darkness.