His right hand was where I’d expect it but his left hand was still on Carol’s thigh. Carol’s eyes were fixed on me though, alternating between w...atching Danny’s cock in my pussy and watching my face as I rode Danny. I was getting close to orgasm and my eyes were closed. I felt Carol move on the bed as she shifted position then felt her hand on my right thigh then her breath on my skin. I opened my eyes in time to see that she was on all fours bending over my chest to take my right nipple into. Matching deeds to words, she reversed course, and slid her cool hand beneath my sweatpants, and traced the outline of my hardening tool. "Oohh! Somebody is happy to see me!", she whispered, "I guess I'll just have to get better acquainted!"She slid my pants and shorts down (with my eager assistance!) and laid her head on my stomach, stroking my length. "He looks lonely, I'll give him a little kiss, so he doesn't feel left out."She pursed her dark lips, and smooched my glans. Evidently, she. From behind some boxes, she slid her water bottle full of industrial gelatin. Ballistics gelatin, her science teacher had called it. “You can melt it at about 130 degrees and it will liquefy again and then you can pour into a new mold. It’s completely reusable.” It was also far more durable than standard food-grade gelatin. From what she’d read, it was used for making simulated human bodies by law enforcement CSI types for testing bullets and weapons on. They liked it because it was. Never work round here.”She took MM to the library and they got a book that opened MM’s eyes wider than her thighs. Some research online also revealed that the woman’s vagina can get defensive with too many kinds of sperm present.MM thanked her Granny. Since she lived with two of her preferred potential fathers, trading pussy for room and board, and her body was most used to them, she’d try a while with just those two peckers puttin sperm in her. She now also understood about when ovulation was.