Marigold makes out with Jakey.

Marigold didn't understand what was happening. She understood that she was watching Joy get fucked, and hard, too. She understood that Terri was slouched forward as she sat cross-legged, sliding her fingers in and out as she moaned quietly beside Marigold. She even understood that Kiki had pinned Lynn down, slathering the BBs' leader's clit with her tongue as she played with Lynn's nipples and choked herself. She just didn't understand why despite that, why despite the fact that she was surrounded by beautiful women in the throes of passion, she was staring at the lips of the gross boy who had touched himself with her panties and was now riding Joy as hard as she could take it.

Marigold crawled over to Jakey and Joy. She wanted a closer look at the couple, to see the way their skin slapped together, to hear the clapping of her ass on his cock. She was hypnotized by her curves. The two moved in perfect unison, Joy throwing her hips back on him as he slammed into her. How did they know how to do this so instinctively? They'd barely shared a few words, and yet... here they were.

She kissed him.

Marigold rested her hand on the small of Joy's back, feeling her heat. She kissed him. His lips were so different from Kiki's, but she liked them, too. She liked the way he held his hand on her hip. She could feel him riding Joy as he kissed her, as his tongue slipped between her lips. Marigold imagined those hands with her panties wrapped around them, and somehow she didn't feel quite so betrayed or disgusted as she had when Joy had discovered what this stranger had done with Kiona and Terri's freely-given help.

A few feet away, Lynn was fuming. Or at least she was trying to. It was hard to fume while you were getting the best head of your life. Lynn lay flat on the floor, looking back at Joy and Jakey and Mari and Terri upside-down to avoid seeing the gorgeous, sexy, powerful woman between her legs. She couldn't stop her legs from squeezing Kiona's head with her thighs, though, which was just the way she liked it. And in just the same way, Lynn couldn't stop Kiona from clawing at her ass and fucking her with her fingers, pumping them deep inside her until Lynn's hips rocked with the movement. Lynn didn't want to think about it. She didn't want to think about the image in her head of the lovely Pharah bringing DVa to orgasm with her mouth again and again-- an image which would soon become a reality if she didn't get a hold of herself.