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[cagedinflesh]

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[gehennawind]

True, all true, their treatment of Paloma is itself tangible evidence; unarguable and comforting. Sleeping in bed together and waking up hazy, late morning... even the sex that followed was intimate beyond the physical.

Recalling how it felt to be caught between them sends a jolt straight to her heart and pussy. His antagonizing her does the same, and she parks one strappy heel against the far door. "The part where you fuck me on glass," she whispers in pure mortification. "From behind, I-I want to try it. Happy?"

[cagedinflesh]

"But not here, huh? Maybe at home, there's some nice big windows...." His fingers trail up her leg. "Or the shower? Or is it about some exhibitionism?"

[gehennawind]

She mutters what sounds like a curse, guiltily. Then:

"Here first."

Paloma may die. Her face tingles from the rush of blood throughout and from his touch, hardly there. She avoids his eyes doggedly and slouches further down the side door.

[cagedinflesh]

"Really...? Didn't you just say you didn't want anyone to see? Anyone could leave the pub and walk right by." He might push on with touching her, but only enough to tease, playing at concern and uncertainty. "Are you sure?" But he doesn't want to put her off entirely, so he kisses her neck as he speaks.

[gehennawind]

Fantastic. More turtlenecks.

She cringes a bit to think of them getting caught at dusk screwing in the backseat, like a couple of drunks... "It's getting dark," she rationalizes tremulously. "We're not in the street, so, if I can keep from anyone recognizing me... us...?"

To persuade him out of tormenting her she plays with her dress hem, bunching and rolling it up by degrees. A hint of matching white lace peeks out between her thighs.

[cagedinflesh]

"Well if you're sure!" He still doesn't bite at least, or try to bruise, but he kisses her up and down while his hands move up her thighs, pushing her dress up until they start to feel lace again. "Jekyll will just have to wait."

[gehennawind]

Paloma freezes. "Oh, shit!"

Someone forgot about being on time for the dinner they'd decided on. Spikes of heat run from her head to her belly, too much anticipation in her to be anything but excited at the inexcusability of it all. She makes it halfway to sitting upright before her hands are urging his zipper open. Her breathing hitches, but she's only just slipped in and grabbed him by the cock.

[cagedinflesh]

"He'll understand!" He shifts carefully to get up on his knees and face her properly. If she's going for a stroke, then so should he, but over her panties. It takes considerable effort to leave her dress on, but as much as he wants to see her just in white lace, it would be better to wait for later on that.

[gehennawind]

She's going to ruin these panties or else sit at the dinner table in damp arousal, acting like she didn't instigate an exhibitionist lay in full dress.

"He's too understanding...!" Voicing this concern, her palm weighs and moves down his length until placing Hyde at her clothed center. Her raised knee braces on the leather beside him, but the other falls haplessly to the left. Either way, her thighs are spread, her chest shudders, and the head of his cock grows slicker.

[cagedinflesh]

"So? That's his problem. Besides, he's still busy, we'll probably be there at the same time." He has a propensity for biting, and he isn't going to rein it in either. Especially not when she gets him all hot and bothered rubbing his dick up against her. The more turned on he gets, the more ravenous he seems. At least her panties get a break when he pushes them out of his way.

[gehennawind]

Yep, yep yep yeeep, hope it's scarf weather over in Mexico because each squeak-eliciting bite leaves dark and darker impressions. Telling how she submits to them, closing her eyes and pumping his dick faster against her slit the more brutal his teeth get. She languishes on the leather beneath him, smothered by the smell of his performance and the celebration afterward. Her light perfume is out-classed and out-weighed.

Her eyes crack open to feel her panties yanked aside. "Umm." This isn't what they agreed. She releases and slaps his hand aside. In a shaking voice she stumbles, nervously watching the smokers, "I remember you saying how this'll go?"

[cagedinflesh]

"Of course, what's wrong with a little foreplay first?" He bites once more before turning her over and pushing her up against the door. Better hope it's locked so they don't accidentally go tumbling out. "Is that what you wanted? Or was it more like this?" He says, as he yanks her bra down to expose her breasts.

[gehennawind]

Oh is that what he was going to...

Do. The car's side door is no more comfortable from the front than when it dug into her spine, which curves and tenses at the rough maneuvering. She has no time for anything but a reedy gasp before the air goes as cold on her breasts as over her exposed pussy. She hadn't thought to put on the heat. Now the peaks of her tits raise little pebbly bumps and scrape against the window.

Paloma hides her face behind one raised arm. "Yes... like this," she tries to say evenly. She's ashamed to feel her aching cunt twitch. "Could you... fingerfuck me!"

[cagedinflesh]

"I think I could manage." Or maybe he'll do one better. His eyes fall on her raised ass and he just can't help but think it would be even dirtier to eat it while fingerfucking her against the door. He nips at the soft flesh on the underside of her ass before spreading her cheeks and slipping a hand between her legs.

[gehennawind]

Every cocky word out of his irreverent mouth makes Paloma feel their recklessness again.

She jumps at his teeth in her very soft and fleshy buttocks and dares lifting her face to check up on his antics, never dreaming he plans to do one better. Her lingerie can't survive a careless tearing off of her bottom. Slipping in his fingers luckily does not require him to.

"Y--yup, deep like," she tries to be helpfully encouraging despite the cracking pitch. "Ah God." Her pussy truly is the path of least resistance, wrapping smooth and tight around his fingers. Paloma rocks back to fuck them without waiting for the go-ahead.

[cagedinflesh]

It works out just fine for him, her enthusiasm is the perfect opportunity to stick hus nose between her ass cheeks and flick out his tongue. Once those damn panties are pushed out of the way.

Are the smokers aware of what's going on behind them? It's dark in the parking lot, who knows! But at least they'll only see their backs if they do.

[gehennawind]

She fully neglects to predict him. Paloma collapses, sliding down the car door and yipping into, clawing at leather.

He's by no means the first to tonguefuck her ass, but even her last partner of some years ago wasn't proficient. She didn't ask and didn't receive. Shocked into a stupor, her butt lifts and thighs spread in spite of the sensory onslaught. The conversation breaking off outside escapes her notice.

"Ed!" It snaps off before she can say his name. A pitiful mewl follows. Paloma had constricted around his thrusting fingers the instant he stuck his tongue in; her hand gropes around blindly for him without finding purchase. "Goddamn!!"

[cagedinflesh]

Surely the smokers are interested to know the singer they just watched eats ass in parked cars. He mumbles something against her, but it only serves to give a slight vibration rather than actually be heard.

[gehennawind]

One slimy vibration and captive audience outside.

Her clit throbs in forewarning. Hyde's fingers take her on a rollercoaster without even needing to use his thumb to help her crest, and fall to pieces, coming almost as destructively as with their two cocks penetrating Paloma. This one she muffles into a wrist, trembling everywhere. Her sweat must be sticking to his mouth, slippery as her spamming cunt.

[cagedinflesh]

"Well shit, that was too easy!" He laughs as he comes up for air. That oral fixation still needs an outlet though, so her ears are harrassed by his teeth instead.

[gehennawind]

Hyde, his bulk, his stink and rock-hard dick should be enough to contend with on top of her, but Paloma has to put up with being chewed up again too? She groans and tosses weakly away, unable to lean very far off the seat.

"Don't make fun of me after that," she slurs. Her legs have a shiver.

[cagedinflesh]

"I'm not making fun!" He thinks it's nice okay. But it's true he's hard as a rock now, so he's much more concerned with fumbling around in the dark and awkward positioning to find frankly anywhere to stick it in. A glance over his shoulder brings a bigger grin to his lips. "They're watching..."

[gehennawind]

The tip prodding her asshole sobers Paloma a bit-- scarcely enough to hiss and bump away, freezing at his other revelation.

"Watching?" she repeats, quavering. Time to hide. The leather seat makes for as good a place to lay her head down as any, sweat-sticking and exposed but for his body. Guilty, warm interest wells up in her belly. "Do they like it? Are they recording-?"

[cagedinflesh]

"I don't think they can see much, just our backs, so it's probably not worth taping...but if we turned around it'd be quite the show." Then they could see her tits, wouldn't that be nice? He takes one in hand to show what he means.

[gehennawind]

He gives no recourse but to seriously examine how far she'll ask him to go, affording Paloma a long look at herself. Does she like it? Strangers leering, objectifying, fantasizing while she enjoys the real benefits?

She gets hotter thinking of them thinking of her. There's her answer.

Her back shudders. "Hide my face..."