Meanwhile downriver Urolo Caralassa watched Vera's backside as she washed clothes and spread them on flat rocks to dry. He whispered to his friend, Balawa Sessale:
"She sucked and fingered me silly one afternoon not so long ago."
Balawa whispered a reply: "She's been fucking your great uncle silly for the past month. I watched them just the other day. She's so wild and nasty. Do you think she'll fuck us both at the same time?"
Urolo had reached under his loincloth and was stroking himself. "She's a slave, she really doesn't have a choice....I've seen her do three or four men and women at a time around the bonfire.....Come on, she's nearly done."
He stepped out into the water and called to her: "Vera! Hello!" Balawa smiled and waved. "Come here, girl, come over here."
She waded over to the beach with the empty basket. She wore a leather halter and a skin wrapped around her thighs. Her curves were generous and firm. Her long dark blond hair shone in the sunlight. She set the basket down and asked Urolo, "Is it time for a break?" And smirked.
He was still stoking himself, his nostrils were flared and his tail twitching in anticipation. Balawa's eyes were wide and round, he held his tail in his right hand, the end writhing like worm.
Urolo took her hand and led her over to a mat lying in the shade. "See, you can rest here."
"Why thank you, Urolo, you are kind." She undid the knot between her breasts, removed the halter and revealed her firm, round breasts, much larger than any monkey womans' tits. Her aureoles were a dark brown, well defined and contrasted with her fair skin. The nipples were swollen and nearly an inch long. She was altogether alien and foreign to these folk.
There were humans on this continent but they occupied the lands beyond the Blue Mountains, near the Southern Sea. Contact with humans was rare; indeed, Vera was the first one that most of the tribe had ever seen.
"Balawa, would you help me with this please?" Vera handed the halter to him. He dropped it beside him, never taking his eyes from her body. She unwrapped the skirt, handed it to Urolo, stretched her luscious self out on the mat, closing her eyes.
She undulated slowly and sensuously as they watched, captivated. Balawa's cock was already as hard as Urolos. She sat up and took a cock in each hand, stroking them slowly. Urolo closed his eyes and leaned his head back, a groan starting deep in his chest. Balawa was already sweating and panting. Vera pulled their cocks close to her face, inhaling their fragrance. She kissed Balawa's cock, licked it gently while rubbing Urolos on her face. The monkeymen's tails were as busy as their hands stroking and touching her all over. Each monkeyman had a breast in hand stroking and kneading her nipples.
