"Oh, you are most definitely worthy," the priest panted, his member rapidly softening and shrinking with every throb as old age finally caught up with him. "We better go before someone gets suspicious... and we can't have you going out like<em>that</em>!" He tucked himself back into his robes and made a gesture of benediction over her cum-stained form. The unmistakable musky stench and gooey stickiness of his seed, dribbled over her face and pooled between her heaving tits, transformed into the fragrance of rose petals and refreshing coolness of holy water, hiding the evidence of the alternative payment that Elea had made!<br/><br/>"This way... I will lead you to the Oracle<em>personally</em>," he said like a gentleman, offering her his arm so she could lean her breasts against it as he led her out of the vault and into the inner sanctum, where Ishtar was waiting impatiently with arms crossed.<br/><br/>"What took you so long? Were you seducing him or something?" the monk joked, unaware of just how close to the truth she was!<br/><br/>But there was no one else in the room besides them - just a large magic circle inscribed on the floor in front of an altar, to channel the power of the offerings made upon it. "I forgot to mention, the prophetess went back to her hometown to visit her sick mother, so the Oracle is self-serve until she returns. But I'm sure a talented wizard like you will have no trouble!" With a chuckle the old priest left the room, leaving the two women alone to figure it out.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Hint</div><div class="spoiler_body">"Ritual" would be a good move to make now!</div></div>