Temple was appalled by the way both Coral and Cleo reacted to her juices. She truly couldn't wrap her head around anyone else but her swallowing such a thing. She thought everyone else was better than that. There they were though, downing it like it was heaven sent. Her pussy tightened even further after Conda's hand was removed. Why was it it did that? Did only her body do that? She could easily feel it and it was bothering her. She wasn't sure at all what to do about it. Conda had said something about her needing to be worked more by her brother. She didn't think that would fix it when it seemed to be constantly shrinking.<br/><br/>She fell self conscious when the others strayed from her. It was then that she re-realized just what she'd done. She was disgusted with herself. The thought that lingered made her tighter still. It was as if her body wanted so much to just engulf something. Which was when she looked to her brother below the waist. She watched as his cock bounced as he moved towards her. She whimpered when her view was blocked as he kissed her. Then again when he pulled out of it.<br/><br/>A weak smile appeared on her lips when he announced that she'd done well and that it pleased him. That was all she really wanted after all. At the mention of being cleaned up, she thought straight away of Coral getting a towel. It was a better thought for her than to think that Cleo or Coral had to clean up anymore with their mouths. At the mention of Mamba, she stumbled back a ways into him further as remembering he was there shocked her. His hand had been on her for so long she didn't notice it anymore. Her ass cheeks squeezed themselves together for a moment before she relaxed herself again for her brother. She gulped as she couldn't help but stare at Mamba then, in wonder of why he unlike the others was still attached.