“How’s Pam doing?” I asked.While we did talk in Indianapolis, we hadn’t really talked about the fiasco. I think she wanted Tracy along to make...sure we had a referee if need be.“I think she’s horny,” Tracy said, and giggled.“And you’re not?” I teased.Tracy just gave me a cryptic look. Pam came back to us and handed me my phone back.“She’s going to hook me up. She said that you owe her, though. It has something to do with allowing her to sell the first photos of our baby.”I just rolled my. I was trying to figure out which way the camera was facing to figure out what we were looking at. I was moving the shot glass around pushing up against this bump to see if I could figure it out. When I did that I was Like whoa that's my gspot! Doing that is getting me aroused. So Larry started moving the shot glass around for me. I'm watching the gspot area get wet and more secretions were starting to seep out. Finally I was to the point of I'm getting close to cumming so Larry started moving. “Thanks,” said Jeff. “I feel bad that we’re making all this work for you.”“You’re paying for it,” said Mirriam, smiling. “I just want you to feel like you can have whatever you want.”“Whatever we want?” asked Candy, looking pointedly at Bobby, who was sitting across the table from her.“Down girl,” said Jennifer, who was also looking at Bobby.“Within reason,” said Mirriam, dryly.“You’re here to do research,” said Jeff firmly.“Of course we are,” said Candy, still looking at Bobby. He seemed to be. The next tape was from the bedroom VOR and it was better than the sound track from a porn movie in that you could tell that it wasn't phony. There were a lot of "Fuck me, fuck me harders" and couple of "Oh God that's good" and one or two "Deeper baby, deeper" all stuff that I'd heard myself a time or two, but I'd never heard:"Go easy honey, go slow and easy. My butt hole is so small and your cock is so big."I'd also never heard. "Fuck my ass, fuck my ass' or "Your cock feels so good in my.