The line would've worked well if it was him and Paloma and Hyde nowhere to be seen. She might have had something to say about pressuring his poor stuttering brother, yet the words don't come easily as she's pinned to the sofa by dick.

The fists in his vest go white-knuckled. It isn't fair. She can't compete with his stupid cock spearing her and keep quiet on top of the struggle. Paloma constricts around him, "Please please please," please what, please fill her like this always, please join, it's a mystery.