Joy lends a hand.

Joy bit her lip.

She couldn't stop herself from looking at the bag of underwear. Jakey had thrown it away as soon as Terri had pulled his dick out-- big surprise. Now it lay flat on the floor with their contraband scattered across the floor of Lynn's hotel room. She could see Kiona's black thongs, the ones she had apparently given freely. She could see Marigold's only slutty piece of clothing, the lacy white panties, lying on the floor. She could see Terri's absurd pair of Union Jacks. And she could see her own shorts, including the ones with the little stain in the gusset. The ones she had worn last night as she screamed herself hoarse fucking herself with her vibrator. They had been sitting at the top of her bag. Joy remembered how **** she had felt last night, how her hips had bucked and grinded against the head of her Hitachi. She had imagined being taken by Guy after guy, riding her all night long and leaving big red handprints on her thick ass when they were done with her. She wanted someone to take her so badly.

Maybe the time had come.

Joy looked up at Jakey. Both his hands were in Marigold's hair now, pulling her mouth deeper onto his dick. She had never seen anything like this in real life before. It was even hotter than the porn scenes, especially since... since it was her friends doing it. She loved seeing Kiona suck on his balls as she fucked herself. She loved seeing Terri obsess over Marigold's body. She loved seeing Marigold take a dick in her mouth for the first time.

What the fuck was she still doing standing next to Lynn?

Was she really such a prude that Marigold of all people was getting down and dirty before her?

No. Joy was a woman who took what she wanted, and right now, what she wanted was to taste that thing of Jakey's.

She started shimmying out of her sweatpants, trying to pull them and her shorts down off of her big ol butt in one movement.

"Joy, what are you doing," Lynn said, glancing from the mess around Jakey to Joy with a crazed look in her eye. "What the fuck are you doing? He stole your underwear, Joy!"

Joy shrugged. "Sorry, Lynn," she said, pulling her top over her head. She was standing there naked as the day she was born--though she'd gotten some serious badonkadonk since then. "A girl's gotta eat." She gave Lynn a playful kiss on the cheek, and then ran over to the three-girl suckfest a few feet away. She squeezed herself in between Terri and Jakey, practically bouncing with glee. Her heart was singing as she got on her knees in front of him, rubbing one hand up his leg.

"Mind if I join in?" she asked, looking up at him. She couldn't believe that she was doing this. She was about to suck dick with three other girls!

"Be my guest," Jakey said, grabbing her head and pulling her toward the base of his dick.

Joy didn't waste any time. She was amazed by the smell, musty and sweaty but somehow still intoxicating. Her hands were too busy with fucking herself to be of any use, but she wrapped her lips around the base and adored it with her tongue.