I had never seen my Joe’s penis look so big and angry and veiny.I wanted to move on top of him and feel this new monster of his inside of me, but Jo... had other ideas in mind. He rolled me to my back and crawled between my legs. He licked my labia until they opened like the peddles of a flower for him, and I could feel my fluids leaking out from deep inside of me. I tried to push him away. The thought of my nasty fluids getting into Joe’s mouth disgusted me. Joe didn’t seem to care. He fought to. Trace had one arm over Jackie's shoulder, massaging her upper back. His other hand was caressing the upper part of her butt. Jackie had forgotten about the camera and the story. She was letting her feelings dictate her response.Following the story line, Trace put both hands on the sides of Jackie's breasts. He massaged them lightly, then moved his hands around to the front and teased her nipples. Manny put his eye to the viewfinder of the camera and watched intently as Trace tweaked Jackie's. They were virtually water-logged with spunk! I desperately rubbed the material together in my hands to try and make it absorb the spunk, to make it less noticeable. Thinking I'd done a pretty good job, I then placed Yvette's thrice-spermed, undies, back on the floor, in almost the exact way I had found them, with the gusset fully on display, but now saturated with spunk, as well as fanny-juice. As I made my way back into the lounge, Nathan and Sean gave me glances as if to say; Well, did you do. . don’t enjoy debating, analyzing, obsessing.”Jack raised a brow. “Really? You’re a natural at it, and you’re a Mekhet. I just assumed—”“I’m good at it, but honestly I wish I could just ... enjoy things mindlessly, like Fiona does.”Ah, yeah, Jack could understand that. He could never do it, but he could understand why someone would want to.“And when we’re not debating or analyzing things, Antoinette and I, we can just ... lie down and hug each other, you know? We can cuddle,” he dared not say.