<strong>Hector Cobblepot, experimenting with Valerie</strong><br/><br/>Hector gazed at Valerie for a moment, taking in her request and weighing in curiously. He wanted to be sure that he had heard what she had said and didn’t want to get into a situation that was not what she was wanting. Demetri was practically doing back flips and Hector could feel his cock throbbing hard in his pants but he knew not what to do with it just yet, not wanting to upset her and ruin the moment. Nodding slightly, he stayed seated but scooted the stool around between her open thighs.<br/><br/>Adjusting his glass on his nose, he glanced up her partly painted body before leaning forward. “Let’s see what we have going on here.” He could honestly say that he had never been in this position. Usually Demetri would take over and all Demetri was interested in was fucking. He had honestly never had a chance to inspect the sex of a woman and study it. Blake was battling Demetri and so hector was left trembling slightly as he lifted both hands between her thighs. His thumbs caressed her dripping lips and slowly peeled them back to reveal the rose of her sex.<br/><br/>Demetri seemed to go absolutely crazy within him, forcing Hector’s cock to throb almost painfully and for his tongue to dart across his lips in a hungry a fashion. He could honestly say that she smelled away, especially the sweet musk that was rising from her open sex. His brow furrowed as a leaned a little closer to investigating, his hands rotating to let his index fingers poke curiously at the bud of her clit. He had rubbed it earlier with a washcloth not really knowing what it was. Now he could see it clearly and was still unsure what exactly it was though it seemed to please her whenever he touched it. Deciding that he needed the freedom of at least one hand, he glanced around and spotted something that would be of assistance to him. Before he reached for it, he considered if she would enjoy it but then shrugged and figured if she didn’t he would apologize and explain why he did it.<br/><br/>Grabbing the clothespin, he lifted it and rubbed it against her pussy slowly to let her get used to it. Gently he gathered the left side of her sex and gently placed the clothespin. He was careful to listen to her but she didn’t seem to complain. Once he had that sorted, he leaned forward again to study as he rubbed the hard bud of her clit a little more before he flipped his hand palm up and slowly started to dip his finger inside her, feeling around for whatever was causing her to leak in such a way. She had explained to him that if he could just make the ache go away than she would be good to go but he didn’t know where the ache came from and didn’t know what to do. He found an area along her upper wall that seemed ridged and she seemed to enjoy when he touched it with his finger and so he rubbed it in slow circles to see if that was what she was wanting.<br/><br/>When she grew too loud for his nerves, he pulled his finger from her and rubbed the gathered moisture with his finger and thumb, studying it. It was slick and creamy and it gave him an idea. Reaching over for a square brush, he leaned forward and dipped the brush into her pussy, rubbing it around slowly to gather up her moisture on the brush. Extracting the brush, he looks at it, rubbing the brush to let the fluid soak in before wiping it on a cloth and then brushing against his arm. “Hmmm makes the brush soft. Feel…” He ran the brush slowly along the inside of her thigh slowly several times before setting it aside.<br/><br/>“I must collect some of this for my other brushes. What’s the best way to get this out? Does a girl squirt it out? Then I could just put a jar here and catch it…” He places a jar against her pussy, indicating what he was suggesting and wondering if it would work.<br/>