The blast of (hot, admittedly, it could be cold) water to her puckered starfish wins Hyde a throaty scream. It's indignant, it's shocked-- it ain't happy, he can tell that much. Paloma pivots quick as a wink and flattens her ass into Jekyll where it's safe from sudden streams. Right there on his dick.
She's furious. "You're on thin freaking ice, jerk!"
Jekyll holds tight aeound her despite the ass on his dick (it doesn't help his situation), glaring at his brother. "Christ Edward, grow up!"
Edward's good enough to drop it, but all this shouting at him just makes him want to get his way all the more. Convenient that Paloma's pressed up against Jekyll and therefore it's easy to go in for a kiss.
Son of a bitch really and truly goes for a full-on makeout like, two seconds after getting her worked up into an honest shitfit. Provocative, just not in the sense he'd probably like. Paloma pounds on his chest with balled fists, biting down on his tongue unthinking of whether he has a fetish for that, too.
Jekyll's erection continues to be rubbed and ground against.
Irate, irritated young ladies have no spare moments to take stock of what dicks they're all up on. Jekyll just has to cope with being cradled by her ass cheeks, same as Hyde was.
"Oh, please, like you weren't all teeth last night!" Mortification darkens her face but brightens her eyes. She covers her own nipples-- and gives one of his a harsh twist.
Paloma, who has never counted herself a violent person or prone to extended fits, is already simmering down and regretting the outburst. This moment of wavering stubbornness brings clarity of what's going on in all corners.
She latches onto Hyde by the waist, too limp-wristed for actual shoving. The keen awareness of double duty hard dick to her back and front keep her perfectly still. (Not possible with wet skin. Slippery.)
"Henry already said he doesn't want to do this," she tries shakily.
Now, now she can be coaxed into redirecting her energy into something filthy. Jekyll both feels and hears the soft sound of interest, proof that he and his brother aren't the only ones who enjoy hurting. She helps corner him against the richly painted shower wall by accident, herded in by Hyde.
"I need him to say if he wants to," Paloma says tremulously, flexing a hand over Jekyll's thigh. "Henry, do you want to leave...?" Her hair tickles his chin as she turns halfway, freeing his cock and that of his brother.
"I-" GOD, he doesn't know? He wants to? But it's bad? He's disgusting? "I, guess? I mean, no..." What's he even trying to say here, the point is he wants it.
"You mean you wanna fuck."
There's a sad little nod, utter defeat. Hyde doesn't wait for any more confirmation, he immediately presses against Paloma to kiss her again as he reaches around her to take his brother's dick in his hand.
It's happening. Hyde is certainly jacking Jekyll off behind her ass and liplocked with her, dizzying and provoking her. "Hum," she mutters, "if...!" Her lips throb and she snakes out her tongue for a taste of Hyde's.
But Paloma falls bit by bit to hit the tiles on her knees again, wrapping her slender fingers around the shaft of each cock as if she's got a clue what she plans to do.
He said yes but it's all happening pretty fast!!! His eyes grow wider as Paloma sinks lower between them, and he doesn't want to look directly at her doublefisting them, but neither does he want to look at his brother.
For Hyde it couldnt be going better. He reaches out to stroke her hair and toy with it, entirely selfsatisfied.
Giving double head is a hell of a lot more intimidating than the training wheels she had on with Jekyll, in private, before they were interrupted... despite a constant drenching the inside of her mouth feels dry.
She glances up from below, looking crushingly lost. Her eyes go first to Jekyll and keep track of him as she kisses the tip of his cock feather-light and inquisitive. The hand on Hyde squeezes to a slow rhythm she would take to fuck herself.
Oh, he sees how it is, Jekyll gets it first huh. Actually he really doesn't mind, watching Jekyll freak out is almost as good. While Hyde acts the voyeur, Jekyll shuts his eyes to try forgetting he's being watched, by either of them. It's not very easy, but opening them just a little to meet her gaze proves even a little comforting.
Paloma loves to see him watching her, she discovers. She smiles up at him in complete earnest desire to please and prove it isn't just Hyde who claims her attention.
"Someone tell me when I do good," she declares with faked bravado. It's a requirement for the inches of Jekyll's cock she swalliows up-- bobbing on faster for the water helping her glide along its length. She likes the heavy taste, the rigidity of it taking up her mouth; in her distraction she forgets to stroke Hyde at all.
"Always!" How is he supposed to actually tell her??? He's still too self conscious for that level of acknowledgement. But the way he shivers should be some indication.
Hyde almost complains, but decided instead to rock his hips to do it for her, or else remind her he's still here too.
Aww. Jekyll is the sweetest man... his assurance emboldens her to do more and do better. He pops free of her lips but they latch on to the underside, sucking noisily in hopping kisses to its base--
And would have done the same back to the tip but she remembers the other cock in her hand and blushes. "Sorry!" Darting a guilty glance up to check whether he's disapproving, Paloma takes Hyde in and attacks with gusto. With him she dares to go farther, even gagging, but so determined to get past that reflex she plows on.
That's what a man like Hyde likes to hear, such enthusiasm! The gag makes him feel real good, so much that he feels the need to bounce his eyebrows at his brother. His fingers reach down to circle her face. "Beautiful..."
Jekyll tries to act like he's not watching, why would he ever??? But it is thrilling.
She mulls over whether the compliment pleases or offends and settles squarely in the middle, where she can accept the lurch of heat in her belly at being spoken to like a pretty thing.
Hyde touches her throat and she has to release him, eyes welling up reflexively at the intrusion. Paloma gasps for air, pinning their cocks to themselves so as to not leave anyone neglected. "Jesus!"
Care and carelessness. They balance each other, these two. Paloma's breathing eases into a laugh of humiliation. She hides her face in the thigh of the kinder twin, the one whose first thought was to check if she's doing okay.
"Yup. Yup. Doing fine," she rasps. "Could you stand closer together?"
Each too much of one extreme. "O-oh?" Jekyll glances at Hyde, uncertain about how wise that is, but Hyde grabs his wrist to pull him up and flush to his side, around the waist.
"Thank you," Paloma says in her best sultry voice roughened by choking on cock. It is far simpler to lose her shame and self-respect on the heads of theirs, opening her mouth and enveloping both.
Naturally she can't fit both inside. Their closeness lets her be diligent and leave no one forgotten, nobody ignored as she sucks off the other. It's noisy. It's debauchery. She can't get enough of their heavy weight or the odd taste and even takes pleasure in her jaw's growing soreness. Wrapped around Hyde, she moans.
"She's pretty good huh?" Hyde grins down at Paloma, and again at his brother, who can only nod.
"Paloma - what about you though...?" As much as Jekyll can't deny he likes head, isn't it selfish for them to just stand around and let her do all the work??
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The blast of (hot, admittedly, it could be cold) water to her puckered starfish wins Hyde a throaty scream. It's indignant, it's shocked-- it ain't happy, he can tell that much. Paloma pivots quick as a wink and flattens her ass into Jekyll where it's safe from sudden streams. Right there on his dick.
She's furious. "You're on thin freaking ice, jerk!"
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Edward's good enough to drop it, but all this shouting at him just makes him want to get his way all the more. Convenient that Paloma's pressed up against Jekyll and therefore it's easy to go in for a kiss.
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Son of a bitch really and truly goes for a full-on makeout like, two seconds after getting her worked up into an honest shitfit. Provocative, just not in the sense he'd probably like. Paloma pounds on his chest with balled fists, biting down on his tongue unthinking of whether he has a fetish for that, too.
Jekyll's erection continues to be rubbed and ground against.
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Hyde yelps, but he immediately starts grinning, "Thanks, but that's more Harry's thing."
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"Oh, please, like you weren't all teeth last night!" Mortification darkens her face but brightens her eyes. She covers her own nipples-- and gives one of his a harsh twist.
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"Ah--" he moans long and low, pressing his hips into hers. "I mean, I'm into it, but I'd rather be on the giving end."
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She latches onto Hyde by the waist, too limp-wristed for actual shoving. The keen awareness of double duty hard dick to her back and front keep her perfectly still. (Not possible with wet skin. Slippery.)
"Henry already said he doesn't want to do this," she tries shakily.
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His brother flushes, trying to back up but finding his back soon against the wall. "Dont put words in my mouth..." But that dick is rock hard.
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"I need him to say if he wants to," Paloma says tremulously, flexing a hand over Jekyll's thigh. "Henry, do you want to leave...?" Her hair tickles his chin as she turns halfway, freeing his cock and that of his brother.
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"You mean you wanna fuck."
There's a sad little nod, utter defeat. Hyde doesn't wait for any more confirmation, he immediately presses against Paloma to kiss her again as he reaches around her to take his brother's dick in his hand.
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It's happening. Hyde is certainly jacking Jekyll off behind her ass and liplocked with her, dizzying and provoking her. "Hum," she mutters, "if...!" Her lips throb and she snakes out her tongue for a taste of Hyde's.
But Paloma falls bit by bit to hit the tiles on her knees again, wrapping her slender fingers around the shaft of each cock as if she's got a clue what she plans to do.
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For Hyde it couldnt be going better. He reaches out to stroke her hair and toy with it, entirely selfsatisfied.
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She glances up from below, looking crushingly lost. Her eyes go first to Jekyll and keep track of him as she kisses the tip of his cock feather-light and inquisitive. The hand on Hyde squeezes to a slow rhythm she would take to fuck herself.
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"Someone tell me when I do good," she declares with faked bravado. It's a requirement for the inches of Jekyll's cock she swalliows up-- bobbing on faster for the water helping her glide along its length. She likes the heavy taste, the rigidity of it taking up her mouth; in her distraction she forgets to stroke Hyde at all.
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Hyde almost complains, but decided instead to rock his hips to do it for her, or else remind her he's still here too.
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And would have done the same back to the tip but she remembers the other cock in her hand and blushes. "Sorry!" Darting a guilty glance up to check whether he's disapproving, Paloma takes Hyde in and attacks with gusto. With him she dares to go farther, even gagging, but so determined to get past that reflex she plows on.
A questioning hum around his dick seeks approval.
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Jekyll tries to act like he's not watching, why would he ever??? But it is thrilling.
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Hyde touches her throat and she has to release him, eyes welling up reflexively at the intrusion. Paloma gasps for air, pinning their cocks to themselves so as to not leave anyone neglected. "Jesus!"
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His brother doesn't much mind though. "Mmn, what?" he drawls, frowning a little.
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"Yup. Yup. Doing fine," she rasps. "Could you stand closer together?"
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"Thank you," Paloma says in her best sultry voice roughened by choking on cock. It is far simpler to lose her shame and self-respect on the heads of theirs, opening her mouth and enveloping both.
Naturally she can't fit both inside. Their closeness lets her be diligent and leave no one forgotten, nobody ignored as she sucks off the other. It's noisy. It's debauchery. She can't get enough of their heavy weight or the odd taste and even takes pleasure in her jaw's growing soreness. Wrapped around Hyde, she moans.
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"Paloma - what about you though...?" As much as Jekyll can't deny he likes head, isn't it selfish for them to just stand around and let her do all the work??
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Sliding off of his cock with a wet pop, her lashes only hide a little of the glazed-over look to her eyes. "O-oh. I... yes." But how? Which one?
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