The nymphs begin to celebrate a wild festival to honor you, comparable to an antique bacchanal, and they do not stop looking for your lips and taking them with wildness until it is late on the night. It is dark, but the Full Moon, Moon of bacchanal, illuminate the night, and let the nymphs to continue dancing around you and kissing with wild passion. They offers you a golden wine, and soon you come as crazy as the nymphs, and you dance with them in savage ways. You feel like you are an savage animal, and the nymphs your preys, so you do not hesitate on devouring their mouths and lips.