Marigold gives in.

Marigold climbed to her feet, carefully clinging to the towel that protected what was left of her modesty. When Harry had blown his load all over her face, she had been ashamed, but there had been something else there too that she couldn't quite understand. Hearing Kiona call out to her, to join them, it just felt right. It felt like she was filling a hole that had been there since she had gotten clean after her afternoon with Harry.

"That's right," Kiona cooed, locking eyes with Joy as she gestured for Marigold to come closer. "Come join us."

Joy had fallen back to stand next to Lynn. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. These three had taken their most precious belongings, violated the sanctity of Marigold's bedroom, and yet... she was just going along with it. Marigold, of all people, was going along with it. She was inching closer, like a thrall in a vampire movie, and Joy couldn't do anything but watch and wonder why she was feeling so strange, too.

Lynn was just trying her best to look away. Her stomach churned every time she caught a glance of Kiona and Terri with that sicko, and now Marigold was joining the fray? No thank you. She had more respect for herself than to be fooled by the sight of a hard cock, its tip glistening with precum, as two lovely hands massaged it, as two lovely women kissed each other, as a golden-haired goddess in only a towel was only a few feet away... no, Lynn wasn't stupid enough to get caught up in this display, she assured herself.

Marigold was standing in front of Terri and Kiki, watching the way that they played with this Jakey's thing. It reminded her of the way that Horny Harry had touched himself, but somehow this looked... pure. And good. Her hand, keeping the towel up, was shaking like a leaf in the wind. Marigold looked up at her Kiki.

"You look lovely," Kiona said, brushing Marigold's hair out of her face. "Why don't you let us all see your beautiful body?"

Words that Harry could have easily have said to her. But coming from Kiona, they didn't seem like a trick at all.

"There's no way," Joy said to herself. Mari didn't even strip down fully in a changing room. Joy had never seen her without her compression vest on, with the exception of this incident with her stolen suitcase. There was no way. And yet...

Marigold's lip quivered. She let go of the towel, revealing her soft, pale curves to everyone in the room. Her chest was flushed red, and her nipples had gone hard.

"You're incredible," Kiona whispered. She kissed Marigold softly on the lips-- making the blonde's heart flutter-- then drew away to look at Joy again. "Why don't we suck his cock together?"