She bucked, and moaned, and then I came back out and went for her clit.That's all it took. She was pent up, no question about it. She went right over....I climbed up beside her and let her come down. She opened her eyes, smiled up and me, and then devoured my lips with hers. "Oh, what you do to me," she murmured in between kisses. Then she pulled away from the kiss, grinned up and me, and said "My turn!"She had her hand on my dick, and started rubbing it while she kissed my chest. She even ran. It was all I could do not to puke. The four girls stepped forward and helped me from the tub, drying me with warm towels. Each of them smiling and welcoming me to the family. Once I was dry my uncle stepped forward and turned me back to the room, my naked body visible again to all. This is my girl, my cunt. Anyone who has an issue with her comes to me. Anyone who wishes to use her in any form comes to me. His voice was loud and clear. I was shaking like a leaf hearing his words. We left soon. “Turn on the auto stabilization settings,” Marika instructed, “so you can hand hold the camera for the initial shots. That way you’ll have more freedom to move around.”“Wow, where’d you learn so much about photography?”“What did you think I was doing on those photo shoots between scenes? Sucking cock?” she asked sarcastically.“No… I… uh…” I fumbled with my words. Her comment had taken me by surprise.“Relax, sweetheart, I was just pulling your leg. As a photographer you need to visualize what. Yes, some of her patients died in spite of her efforts, but many of them would recover from some illness or injury more quickly than I had seen in my experience, especially with the cholera. She was fearless, not thinking of the risk of falling ill herself. More than once, she warned me to wait with the wagon while she entered a house stricken with the dread disease. I also saw that she would refuse payment from the poorer families, yet she never spoke of a need for money.Now, though, there was.