Kamala made a face as she swallowed, her domino mask wrinkling with her furrowing brow, although after she was pulled off she gave a consented sigh, before unfastening the bra. "Um... Yeah... You coulda unfastened it and pulled it off... You know, considering what I was doing?" She looked at the vidscreen of Vivian. "This part," she wiggled his dick, "is musk." She stopped. "You get past that, it's not so bad. The other taste is salty and sweet with a bit of nutty thrown in."<br/><br/>Vivian blinked. "Consider me even more intrigued by this three way. Are you considering allowing him a taste? Is there more to your sordid affair?"<br/><br/>Ms. Marvel shrugged, smirked and looked at him as she removed her bra. She could feel the dampness around her own sex. "That's up to Joe. What more fun do you intend to have with me?"