Feign looks over at the tarp-covered pots.  "Okay, good."  He pets the underside of Jaku's jaw and stops pouring the water.  He looks over at Tamara, seeing her birth progressing nicely.  "Do you need water too?"<br/><br/>Before she can answer, Jaku pushes the first egg back into his femsex.  "Woah, jaku.  Good as it may feel, that was dangerous..."