#258121 - He walked outside of the tent without turning back, so Helen immediately grabbed the pelt she was laying on top of, shielding her naked, sensual frame, blinded by a flash of sunset light, while the crowd outside cheered, finally able to celebrate. How could her father let this happen? Helen, distressed, suppressed a whimper. The girls could smell the scent of the dawn of spring coming from outside: She could feel blossoming flowers pollinated into fruits as she caressed her breasts, arching her back forward, spreading her legs wide, tense; She could feel fruitful fields softened by dew, plowed and sowed by the strong oxen, as her gentle fingers traced her body down to her glistening sex; She could feel a rutting stallion mounting his mare in heat… the same heat she felt spreading between her smooth thighs, as she fondled her damp clitoris, whimpering, desperate to cling to a real man, aching to fulfill the call of nature.

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