Perching on the tub’s edge makes it jarringly obvious what a big wet boner is lurking in his swimwear. She balances in Hyde’s lap and feels the heat of him through that direct contact— his dick, lined up horizontally against her used pussy. He’s a spoiled boy.
“Can you play nice?” She turns it into a plea. Paloma lifts off, depriving him of her warmth and following Jekyll to situate herself between his legs. Gentle hands tug and roll down the waistband of those shorts.
An absolute brat. Who follows her, determined to touch the booty no matter what.
He shivers, though it's barely for the cold air. "I should really get a rubber...!" Panic in a weenie's voice. Don't put it in your mouth? Unless there's protection!
You could say it springs to life, freed from its constraints. Paloma forgets the intimidating stare of a dick erect and scarcely inches from her face, but this jogs her memory.
She glances up wide-eyed, all uncertain earnestness. “I trust you?” And she dips, caressing the tip with only her lips.
Well yeah he doesn't have anything but still! Neurotic!!
His heart pounds like it's going to burst from his chest, or maybe through his eardrums. Paloma has the advantage of being naturally wide-eyed but he could give her a run for her money right now! "Iiiif you're certain..." The more nervous he grows, the harder he gets though!
He’s growing, and it’s ever so satisfying to know it’s because of her. Is he anticipating the things she’ll do for him while he can do nothing but let her suck him off?
Paloma’s keen awareness of his brother positioned behind her brings memories back from earlier in the evening. She kisses the tip of Jekyll’s cock, then down its velvety side. “Umm, uh-huh.” Her shoulders rise and rest on him for support as she curls even closer to him. “I like this...”
She's got it spot on, everything running through his head is almost better than the act itself. And she lends so well to that in leaning on him and by taking her time. "Oh." Well he liked doing it for her too..
But Hyde sure doesn't take his time with anything much. It doesn't take him long to sit up too so he can drape himself over her from behind.
His weight nudges her bodily against Jekyll, bumping her mouth into his shaft while her fingers splay out over both thighs to stay upright no matter what happens. An inhale brings the scent of the tub in more than he, himself. She’s completely at Hyde’s mercy; recalling his harsh and sudden entry...
“Be nice,” she says plaintively, about shaking from anticipation as well.
"I'm always nice." Says the boy who's rarely nice and currently rubbing the head of his cock against her ass.
Here's her fantasy of Hyde dicking her from behind while she blows someone else come to life! Even unaware of their earlier dalliance, Jekyll whimpers thinking about it, and having her suddenly pushed against him.
She tries to juggle treating Jekyll gently and the nervous hyperawareness of every point of contact on her skin. What’ll it feel like half-in the turbulent water? Will it hurt, will it be a mix of pain and sweetness, can she take that? He’s not going for her asshole, right?
Paloma lifts her ass as much as she can with Hyde on it, knowing she looks wanton. “I mean it! Please!” But she moves to the tip of the cock in front to part her lips and take in the head fully, humming her excitement.
Don't worry, he's just teasing. Let her think maybe he's going to try it, but he's nice enough to slide slowly into her pussy. Matching her mouth on Jekyll's cock.
"I'll kick him for you if you want..." Jekyll grips the edge of the tub, rather than be so lewd as to go for her head. But he needs to ground himself with something!
Her legs lock into place. The inner seating of the tub is smooth, or else her knees might have already developed minor scrapes. They take all of her weight and Hyde's, or what the water doesn't alleviate. She vocalizes what could almost be distress with her mouth wrapped loosely around Jekyll's head.
Almost is the key word. Hyde has already spent time today getting her used to the shape of his cock, and although the water did away with much of the wetness she'd had-- he's fantastic, going in slow. Paloma has to let go of the dick in her mouth to breathe more heavily, collect herself, try not to moan. "Um- no no- not yet. Don't kick'im."
Here's hoping no one looks out the window and sees this. The fear that they could only turns him on more though, of course. "Just let me know if he's bad!"
"Have I ever been bad?" He grins. As in, not a good lay. He's always good thanks!
She's torn. To be caught and looked at like a cheap tart would destroy her, but imagining them being found out further tightens the grip on Hyde her pussy has.
Her lips constrict around Jekyll, creating that hard vise to mirror what's happening around her ass. "Mm-hmm."
Sure. If someone misbehaves, she'll speak up, but first things first. Her head slides forward to take more of him, bob up, and lunge; his cock plugs her mouth as fully as Hyde fills her cunt.
Jekyll's head tips backward as he moans, looking for something to rest on but finding only cold, open air. He sways dangerously, and catches himself with a hand on the back of Paloma's head.
Hyde doesn't help either, pushing right up against her. Hope she still has some room.....
Hell yes! By virtue of its roughness in his need to keep himself upright, the hand on the back of her scalp sends a shockwave the whole way down to her clit.
Hyde sheathing to the hilt and crushing Paloma to Jekyll is what suffocates her guttural grunt around a mouthful of fat doctor cock. God forbid he get ideas about her having a bad time. To keep him in her mouth-- hitting her throat, eyes watering-- she curls both arms around his waist in a slut's embrace.
She's learned some things, and clamps around Hyde's shaft just as enthusiastically. Even her pain feels sweet.
His fingers tangle up in her hair. She's not pulling back, trying to get air? But he definitely felt the back of her throat? He shivers, thinking about it, but tries not to allow his hips to buck and test her deepthroat resolve. It's tough.
"Bit off a bit more than you can chew?" Hyde laughs, and does not help with the way he rocks against her.
Absolutely positively wonderful. Manhandle her, put some strain into her muscles and scalp and her pussy--
Paloma might be a masochist. A total bottom.
She only slides off of Jekyll's slick cock when she's left with no other choice, breathing harshly over him, but not motionless for the man thrusting her up and down with insistence. "No!" Defiance.
"You sure?" Hyde might have noticed she's a bit of an M. So of course he's kind enough to help her out! A hand moves up her back and around her throat. Gentle, but there.
"Don't be mean, Edward..." Jekyll's voice shudders, hardly above a whisper. A pathetic weenie who's super turned on.
She wriggles like a basket of snakes in one petite frame for the threat and the thrill.
"He's fine," Paloma purrs, a deeper rattling rasp dragging out of her throat and making the skin under Hyde's fingers hum. How does he know exactly what to do? Her chin lifts, exposing more for his perusal; one fist services Jekyll, pumping the length of him while her breath returns.
He's had a little experience... Between various partners, including the twin she's currently jacking, and the things he likes himself. Good thing about being a switch. A finger strays from the rest to trail up to her chin, dragging along the ridges of her throat.
"If you're sure..." Not like he can argue much right now, no brain, only erection.
The push and pull of his dick inside her moves with slick ease; the bubbling water levels out below her raised ass, leaving the natural lubricant intact. Paloma tries to remember what she was about to do, rocking and breasts swinging through the smallest waves, wholly outside of her mind except for the thought: what will he do in the next second, the next couple of seconds with that loose hold around her bruised neck?
Her noise level kicks up by small enough degrees that she doesn't notice her voice rising, lilting, "God I'm sure!" Her lips close around his cock again like they couldn't bear to leave a second time. She sucks him and licks him and hopes like hell that when he nuts he'll burst right into her mouth, but for now she just wants to get him there.
But first Hyde's thumb presses into her throat, and slowly so too does one finger after another. His other hand holds her hip to keep a good handle on her. "Are you gonna just sit there and take it? C'mon, do something for her, reciprocate." His hand leaves her throat to pull Jekyll's into its place and clamp down around it.
Not yet he won't, or else it'll be record timing for the fastest Paloma has ever made anyone nut.
External asphyxiation coupled with what she's doing to herself by replacing air with Jekyll slipping in again and again to hit her throat-- another kind of double stimulation, Hyde's hand and his brother's cock shoved in, it's fantastic.
Being spit-roasted is a plus.
Her lips pop off, glistening and puffy. "You're okay," she gasps, to head off the question. "I like this!"
It could still be faster, she could make him come in his pants if she wanted!
Well it would be rude not to do something she's asking him to, right? He might look uncomfortable, but that's just because he feels like he shouldn't want to take part in such acts! Doesn't it kind of go against being a doctor?? But after a few moments his hand tightens around her neck and Hyde's pulls back to leave him to it. Trusting that he's not about to stop. "Okay..."
Her eyes shut out the image of him, always shaking because of the way Hyde controls where and how fast she rocks forward. Nothing but their breathing, flesh hitting wet flesh, and the budding constricting grip Jekyll is working on.
Is it ANY surprise a noisy moan rips out of her after Hyde slides in just the right way at just the right time? Paloma wobbles, slips, pitches sideways into the water.
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“Can you play nice?” She turns it into a plea. Paloma lifts off, depriving him of her warmth and following Jekyll to situate herself between his legs. Gentle hands tug and roll down the waistband of those shorts.
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He shivers, though it's barely for the cold air. "I should really get a rubber...!" Panic in a weenie's voice. Don't put it in your mouth? Unless there's protection!
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She glances up wide-eyed, all uncertain earnestness. “I trust you?” And she dips, caressing the tip with only her lips.
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His heart pounds like it's going to burst from his chest, or maybe through his eardrums. Paloma has the advantage of being naturally wide-eyed but he could give her a run for her money right now! "Iiiif you're certain..." The more nervous he grows, the harder he gets though!
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Paloma’s keen awareness of his brother positioned behind her brings memories back from earlier in the evening. She kisses the tip of Jekyll’s cock, then down its velvety side. “Umm, uh-huh.” Her shoulders rise and rest on him for support as she curls even closer to him. “I like this...”
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But Hyde sure doesn't take his time with anything much. It doesn't take him long to sit up too so he can drape himself over her from behind.
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“Be nice,” she says plaintively, about shaking from anticipation as well.
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Here's her fantasy of Hyde dicking her from behind while she blows someone else come to life! Even unaware of their earlier dalliance, Jekyll whimpers thinking about it, and having her suddenly pushed against him.
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Paloma lifts her ass as much as she can with Hyde on it, knowing she looks wanton. “I mean it! Please!” But she moves to the tip of the cock in front to part her lips and take in the head fully, humming her excitement.
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"I'll kick him for you if you want..." Jekyll grips the edge of the tub, rather than be so lewd as to go for her head. But he needs to ground himself with something!
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Almost is the key word. Hyde has already spent time today getting her used to the shape of his cock, and although the water did away with much of the wetness she'd had-- he's fantastic, going in slow. Paloma has to let go of the dick in her mouth to breathe more heavily, collect herself, try not to moan. "Um- no no- not yet. Don't kick'im."
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"Have I ever been bad?" He grins. As in, not a good lay. He's always good thanks!
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Her lips constrict around Jekyll, creating that hard vise to mirror what's happening around her ass. "Mm-hmm."
Sure. If someone misbehaves, she'll speak up, but first things first. Her head slides forward to take more of him, bob up, and lunge; his cock plugs her mouth as fully as Hyde fills her cunt.
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Hyde doesn't help either, pushing right up against her. Hope she still has some room.....
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Hyde sheathing to the hilt and crushing Paloma to Jekyll is what suffocates her guttural grunt around a mouthful of fat doctor cock. God forbid he get ideas about her having a bad time. To keep him in her mouth-- hitting her throat, eyes watering-- she curls both arms around his waist in a slut's embrace.
She's learned some things, and clamps around Hyde's shaft just as enthusiastically. Even her pain feels sweet.
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"Bit off a bit more than you can chew?" Hyde laughs, and does not help with the way he rocks against her.
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Paloma might be a masochist. A total bottom.
She only slides off of Jekyll's slick cock when she's left with no other choice, breathing harshly over him, but not motionless for the man thrusting her up and down with insistence. "No!" Defiance.
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"Don't be mean, Edward..." Jekyll's voice shudders, hardly above a whisper. A pathetic weenie who's super turned on.
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"He's fine," Paloma purrs, a deeper rattling rasp dragging out of her throat and making the skin under Hyde's fingers hum. How does he know exactly what to do? Her chin lifts, exposing more for his perusal; one fist services Jekyll, pumping the length of him while her breath returns.
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"If you're sure..." Not like he can argue much right now, no brain, only erection.
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The push and pull of his dick inside her moves with slick ease; the bubbling water levels out below her raised ass, leaving the natural lubricant intact. Paloma tries to remember what she was about to do, rocking and breasts swinging through the smallest waves, wholly outside of her mind except for the thought: what will he do in the next second, the next couple of seconds with that loose hold around her bruised neck?
Her noise level kicks up by small enough degrees that she doesn't notice her voice rising, lilting, "God I'm sure!" Her lips close around his cock again like they couldn't bear to leave a second time. She sucks him and licks him and hopes like hell that when he nuts he'll burst right into her mouth, but for now she just wants to get him there.
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But first Hyde's thumb presses into her throat, and slowly so too does one finger after another. His other hand holds her hip to keep a good handle on her. "Are you gonna just sit there and take it? C'mon, do something for her, reciprocate." His hand leaves her throat to pull Jekyll's into its place and clamp down around it.
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External asphyxiation coupled with what she's doing to herself by replacing air with Jekyll slipping in again and again to hit her throat-- another kind of double stimulation, Hyde's hand and his brother's cock shoved in, it's fantastic.
Being spit-roasted is a plus.
Her lips pop off, glistening and puffy. "You're okay," she gasps, to head off the question. "I like this!"
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Well it would be rude not to do something she's asking him to, right? He might look uncomfortable, but that's just because he feels like he shouldn't want to take part in such acts! Doesn't it kind of go against being a doctor?? But after a few moments his hand tightens around her neck and Hyde's pulls back to leave him to it. Trusting that he's not about to stop. "Okay..."
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Is it ANY surprise a noisy moan rips out of her after Hyde slides in just the right way at just the right time? Paloma wobbles, slips, pitches sideways into the water.
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