Yolande, having succumbed quickly to the enhanced influence of the massage oil and to the Priestess' kind touch, was rewarded as the Priestess' fingers accepted the invitation and slipped between the adventurer's parted legs.  Yolande gasped, and her legs moved a little further apart, easing the Priestess' efforts.  It was startling to have the Priestess acting this way, but the pleasant fog in Yolande's mind let her accept it happily.  She had been warned the purification ritual would be a little unusual, and she already had experienced a type of physical purification that required some contact with her sex.<br/><br/>Yet it was far more surprising when the Priestess' tongue joined in!  For a couple of seconds the adventurer giggled, but then as the awareness pushed through her sedated brain, her head rose a little, back arching so she could try to look back over her shoulder.  "P-priestess?  What are you... that... you can't really be doing that, can you?"  She had doubts in her mind, though her body had no reservations whatsoever; the pleasure increased quickly, incredibly, feeling a woman's tongue playing cleverly with her pussy.  And while she was lifted up somewhat from the altar, the Priestess' hands took advantage of the availability of Yolande's breasts, bringing the warm, stimulating oil against that tender flesh and even making her nipples slippery and stiff.  Yolande yelped at that first new touch, then moaned, long and thick with arousal.  "Oh, Priestess... "  the oil continued to soothe her, to excite her, and everything pushed her passion rapidly higher. She was glad for the locked door, for her moans were getting very loud now.<br/>