The sloppy bowl of his hands was full to overflowing with semen. The Captain looked down into the mess, marveling at the goopy tangles which still resisted being homogenized, at the places where thick sour curdles drizzled out into paleness, at the bubbles and strings which were shot through the milky substance. He looked down into the fathomless dark eyes of the girl they had just used, and he found her smirking faintly back at him. Yes, already she knew his thoughts all too well, he saw. He raised his eyebrows at the Marquis.
Nodding in silent understanding, Gallance reached solemnly down, pressed all of his fingers deep into the thickened labia of a hairy p***y that already three fat red c***s had penetrated, pumped, and soiled, and with both hands opened her crotch wide. He said not a
