"Fine," she purrs, "I'm all fine." Wiggling between someone else's legs is rather a rarity for her. Something about Paloma's snatch acts like catnip for other people's faces. Just a magnet for it. Treating him to the luxury of a tight caress with no expended effort on his part feels like... generosity.

She allows her tits a nice rest on Jekyll's abdomen as her slick hand moves wildly. "This's for you."