Jessica breathed heavily, her eyes unfocused, her mind seeming to have completely crashed.

How could they continue like this?

But Jessica persisted, saying, “Enzo, I can do it! I told Tia that I would conquer you!”

Enzo couldn’t help but chuckle at her words. Every time Tia comes sneaking in all high and mighty, she ends up leaving with trembling legs.

Clara was no different.

Yet Amy, seemingly the most fragile, managed to endure the longest.

Enzo asked softly, “Jessica, are you sure about this?”

Jessica nodded determinedly.

Seeing this, Enzo took off Jessica’s animal skin short skirt from her long legs. At this moment, Jessica was completely naked, her skin appearing charming pink under the silver moonlight. Enzo reached out to touch between Jessica’s legs, finding it already wet, as if she was ready.

Enzo found the right direction and easily slid in, with enough moisture to make his entry almost unobstructed.

Jessica’s body trembled once again.

She reached out her hand and tightly hugged Enzo’s broad back. A layer of delicate sweat appeared on her fair skin, and her breathing became increasingly rapid. She couldn’t help but cry and plead, “Enzo, please slow down, I can’t do it anymore.”

But at this time, how could it slow down.

The tight and lubricating feeling makes Enzo extremely enjoy it.

So, releasing a totem power to ease Jessica’s pain, Enzo began thrusting.

Jessica finally felt happy.

Her legs tightly gripped Enzo’s waist, causing every impact to push the scorching penis into the deepest part of her body, and the pleasure she felt became increasingly intense, unbearable, causing her body to tremble again.

However, after awakening the totem, Jessica’s body was also far superior to the average person.

She gradually became familiar with this rhythm and began to enjoy it, while her slender hands couldn’t help but rub her breasts, bringing a stronger sense of pleasure.

Having trembled countless times, Jessica was finally exhausted.

Feeling Enzo’s still hard penis, she finally chose to beg for mercy and said, “Enzo, this time won’t work. I’m so tired! Tomorrow, can we continue tomorrow?”

Enzo pulled it out and helped Jessica sit up.

He gently stroked Jessica’s silky silver hair and said, “Then use your mouth to help me, and I’ll let you go this time.”

Jessica looked at Enzo, nodded, and said, “Ms.Amy is right, that’s how you like it. Also, you like plush things, no wonder you want to take Betta away.”

This statement left Enzo unsure how to refute.

It seems like it was said correctly.

At this moment, Jessica also lowered her head and swallowed the giant penis covered in water, slowly sucking on it.

Jessica’s skills are obviously lacking, but the touch is very good.

Under the caress, Enzo felt the trembling of his body, and Jessica also felt it, wanting to spit it out. However, Enzo pressed his head and a large amount of viscous liquid was shot into Jessica’s mouth.

Jessica kept coughing and said angrily, “I won’t help you like this next time.”

However, Enzo placed his hand on Jessica’s chest and gently kneaded it. Jessica pleaded for mercy again, saying, “I… I’m just joking. You can do whatever you want next time…”

As she spoke, Jessica slowly closed her eyes and her breathing became calm.

Obviously, Jessica is powerless.

Gently placing Jessica on the bed, Enzo got dressed and walked downstairs towards Clara’s residence.

Clara, Amy and Tia live together.

It was already late at night, but Clara and the three of them had not slept yet.

Tia spoke up and said, “Clara, Amy, how long do you think Jessica can hold on?”

Amy smiled and said, “I think it must have been longer than you. You were the first to meet Lord Enzo, but the time was the shortest.”

Upon hearing these words, Tia was very dissatisfied and said, “Hmph, I will persist longer than you sooner or later!”

Amy’s smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, but her body suddenly stiffened. The familiar big hand grabbed her tail, causing her blood to stir uncontrollably.

Clara also noticed something unusual.

Especially Enzo’s other hand wrapped around her and penetrated into the tight animal skin rubbing her chest, playing with her proud twin peaks.

“Lord Enzo, you’re here.” Tia exclaimed with surprise

The three of them tacitly attached themselves to Enzo’s body, took off their clothes in an instant, and also took off Enzo’s clothes before starting a confrontation.

Heavy breathing filled the entire room.

For Clara and the other three, Enzo is much more wild.

The violent impact made the three of them moan incessantly, and the feeling of fullness intoxicated them. In the repeated campaigns, the three of them reached climax one after another, and finally had to beg Enzo for mercy.

Enzo temporarily spared Clara and the other two women.

Dawn was approaching.

Enzo carried the three sleepy women to bed and tucked them in under animal hide blankets before quietly leaving.

…

Outside, the sun was peeking through the silhouette of the mountains. Some tribe members were already awake, carrying tools as they headed outside the camp to cultivate their own land.

Among them, Enzo spotted Heru.

Heru also noticed Enzo and greeted him with surprise, “Lord Enzo?”

It was known that Lord Enzo typically didn’t wake until full daylight, claiming it maintained his energy levels.

Enzo casually remarked, “Just checking out the sunrise.It’s quite a sight.”

Heru nodded in agreement.

The sunrise was indeed beautiful.

Then Enzo asked, “Heru, how are things with Shirley?”

At the mention of Shirley, Heru hesitated, unsure how to respond.

Enzo patted Heru on the shoulder and said, “It’s alright. Since you two get along well, there’s no need to hide it. You’re one of the core members of the Crimson Star Tribe, essential for the tribe’s future. And, considering your age, it’s about time you found a partner.”

Heru’s expression turned awkward.

He almost forgot, Lord Enzo is much younger than him, but why do these words sound just like the former Sovita priest’s?

Nevertheless, with Enzo’s permission, Heru felt much relieved.

He bid farewell to Enzo and left, heading towards the farmland outside the camp to inform Shirley of the news.

Seeing Heru depart, a smile crept onto Enzo’s lips.

He continued to gaze towards the distant sunrise.

However, before long, Ward approached him.

Ward spoke, “Lord Enzo, there are two matters that require your approval.”

Enzo asked, “What matters?”

Ward replied, “One concerns the establishment of the tribal market. We need to determine the currency for trading. The second is about obtaining animal skins.”

Both matters were significant for the tribe’s development.

Enzo, however, was currently at a loss.

Creating a currency was straightforward, but preventing counterfeiting was crucial.

As for animal skins, it was a matter Enzo had often emphasized.

Winter was approaching in three or four months, and without sufficient animal skins or other insulation, tribe members could easily freeze to death.

Enzo still lacked a good plan for obtaining enough animal skins.

His options were to hope Douglas could bring back an adequate amount, or to find plants like cotton to make warm clothing.

Unfortunately, no one had found cotton or similar plants in the jungle.

The only positive news came from Priest Lucy’s report, indicating that some nettles grew around the swamps of the Venom Tribe. These nettles could yield plant fibers for making hemp cloth and clothing.

This provided a little bit of warmth.

However, if the weather is too cold, these linen clothes are still of no use at all.

These thoughts left him feeling frustrated.

He decided to tackle the currency issue first, hoping that once the market was established, it would attract people from surrounding tribes and potentially bring unexpected gains.

Enzo asked, “Ward, what are your thoughts on the currency?”

Ward had naturally considered the question.

He said, “We could fell appropriately sized trees, shape the wood into specific forms, and carve patterns on them. Perhaps they could serve as currency.”

Enzo immediately shook his head.

This method was completely impractical!

The cost of making such currency was too high, requiring extensive time and easily open to imitation by others.

However, it sparked an idea for Enzo. He continued, “Are there any particularly unique trees, preferably rare and difficult to fell?”

After a moment of thought, Ward replied, “Yes, there is.”

He added , “There’s a type of ironwood that’s extremely rare, grows only half a meter tall, as thick as a thumb, with no side branches. It’s incredibly hard, even stone knives can’t cut through it. It has to be dug out with its roots intact. Our tribe used it to set up some spike traps in the past.”

Enzo was intrigued. “Where can we find it?”

Ward answered, “Lord Priest, if you wish, I can send someone to search for it now. It should be quick to find. I remember there were a few of these trees in a location near the original tribe camp.”

“Good, go ahead and have them dug up.” Enzo ordered.

Upon hearing this, Ward immediately dispatched someone.

After giving the order to Ward, Enzo was about to return to the bamboo tower when he noticed Neville rushing back with a few team members.

Several people’s facial expressions seemed off, showing some concern.

Neville approached Enzo and reported urgently, “Lord Enzo, we’ve made a discovery at the edge of the jungle. The Mpondo Tribe is planning to send people into the jungle! Not only them, but it seems there’s movement from other tribes in the Plata Plain as well!”

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