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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.

Iiiiif she wasn't naturally wet before...

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.

He's gonna hit that nut button.

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.

A moment of panic makes Jekyll question whether to hold tight or let her drop. He opts for the drop, not entirely on purpose. He shouts, blubbering for Edward to catch her without managing to get the words out.

Hyde scoops her up around the waist to stand with her against his chest, pulling her out of the water.

"Noooo," she wails, sagging into his arms.

The inhumanity. The spectacle. She's humiliated and achey and dazed; one minute Hyde is fucking her nicely and Jekyll has his hand on her neck, the next there's water up her nose. Paloma has no strength going into her knees. "That was so good!"

"Don't worry, it's not over!" Hyde laughs, pulling the wet shirt from her tit to replace it with his palm. Jekyll's idea of a mid-fuck break is a little different though. He takes one of Paloma's hands as he stands and steps forward for a kiss. He just wants some sweetness mixed in with the frenzied fucking?

He earned that titty gripe, she lets him have it while the strength is still robbed from her legs. Hyde is the one keeping her upright, but when Jekyll moves in for a kiss she leans half her weight up and into him.

“Harry,” she mumbles giddily; in comforting circular motions she rubs the back of Hyde’s pawing hand. Her nipple’s seen gentler days.

Jekyll's nose bumps against hers. "Are you alright?"

She's got good titties okay? Let the man grope. But she does do a good job calming, appeasing really. They said they wouldn't sleep but he could go for a group nap after this really. Even Hyde's neck droops to rest his forehead on her shoulder and rub into it.

Takes a second to process his question. Being the center of two boys’ attentions is as brain-frying as it is exhilarating.

“Mmmmm,” she hums, as if that’s an intelligible reply he can take for the affirmative. If sucking dick is always this rewarding, she’d love to make it a habit. “Was I good?”

Inquiring sluts need to know.

Jekyll's already red in the face, but she does get a reaction from him still by way of wide eyes. He nods quickly, "Y-yes of course...!!" Really good!! So good he's upset about it!

His skittishness serves as a reminder of her own fragility, and a little of the embarrassment she should feel to ask something so bold. But why’s he seem so panicked about it?

“Really?” she asks tentatively, taken aback by his suspicious expression. He’s not saying it so she doesn’t feel poorly, right...? Her feet find purchase on the bottom of the tub.

"Absolutely!" Oh no did he do something wrong? Is she disgusted with him too? He panics even more, wringing his hands. "You don't have to do that, though..." It's probably gross, she probably hates it.

Even dick-drunk, Paloma can overanalyze. Her face loses a bit of the sex glow.

“Oh.”

That was a hint that she should stop, right, he’s just trying to spare her feelings? Where is Hyde when two weenies need him??

Don't worry he's right here. "He means he likes it so much he's ashamed." He's here and he's rolling his eyes. "And obviously there's no way you'd want to suck on a dirty knob since you're absolutely innocent, right?"

Jekyll nods a little. His brother knows him, he's got it on the money. "That's a bit crude, but, yes..."

She’s so appalled by his obscene way of putting it and shocked by the presumption of innocence (in thei middle of screwing!) that she jerks, bumping back into their Hyde and savior. At least her heart recovers.

“Uh-uhhmm!” Paloma cough-splutters. Her vag’s ache feels rather pointed. “What! No, I? We...? No!”

Someone ought to tell him what they did in the car, with voyeurs.

"It's alright, really, if you're put off." Not just from the fellatio but that he could put his hands on her the way that he did? Everything else he'd do with her that hasn't been yet?

No, no one tell him he'll be too embarrassed and turned on.

She twists her neck trying to look Hyde in the face and check whether his brother is honestly for real. What, her bewildered frown says. What!

Paloma turns it back around and breathes out, resolving to disavow him of that notion. He's well in reach of a friendly hand seeking out his cock and curling over it with gentle determination. “Did... Edward say what I pretended to do earlier...?”

"Hm? No?" What she do? With that mouth? "What do you mean?" Also what she do With that hand, hello.

Hyde's just surprised she's going to bring that up, but he shrugs his shoulders at her in regard to Jekyll being for real. Yeah he is, who the fuck knows why.

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