She barely returns any part of the kiss, she's so preoccupied with the challenge of taking him in. Paloma was ready and slick for him, but it's been a long, long time since anyone or anything got up there. Her tightness doth sweetly protest.
Gasping, she tries harder to relax. "He-- I'm sorry!" Why apologize to Hyde when it's Jekyll she's sorry to? A trickle of sweat beads at the cleft of her ass.
"What are you sorry to me for?" Hell, it got him laid! He should thank her.
He certainly doesn't mind her tightness, it's very sweet, and challenges him to push further, and especially to thrust back in. With such wide hips though, of course she can take it, no need to worry. "I hope you know I'm gonna fuck you silly," he jeers into her ear.
Hurts, yes, but the drag on her cunt's opening extracts a mad whimper from Paloma, and a full body shudder. She's impatient to adjust, to show him not to expect a passive hole who just takes a fucking.
"Already silly," she argues, biting the inside of her cheek. Ooh, ooh, at this rate her nails will puncture the sofa. "You're freaking big, by the way!"
Another laugh, "I know! ... Henry's the same, of course." Just to be clear. If she fucks them both at once, it's gonna be a lot of dick.
Here's one way in which he's eager to please, at least. Maybe not so much as Jekyll, but still, he does his best to make sure she's taken care of. He kisses her neck, bites at an ear, and goes hogwild on her poor cunt.
Great. Go on a nice dinner date with a doctor, end up underneath his punk-ass brother getting drilled into a couch. A nice couch, but a couch, and she is fifty percent certain this isn't the dress's intended use!
Poor Paloma, poor puss, he hasn't let her adjust before he starts slamming recklessly into her. Her head is thrown back, at first to yell and then to gape at the ceiling with her mouth hanging open. "Ohmygod." Her ear stings, her pussy is one pretty hurt-- and her shoes dig in above his ass cheeks, leverage to desperately rock her hips to a different and slower rhythm. "Calm down!"
Just one more strong thrust and he slows, at least in speed, though he seems to be trying to get deeper every time.
Downstairs, Jekyll wonders if Hyde is giving her a hard time, maybe he should go check on them.... He climbs the stairs, pushes the already open door wider still, and immediately regrets the choice. His eyes grow wide as he tries to stammer an apology and excuse himself. But he can't seem to find the words, and feels frozen in place.
Her eyes are rolled up, not watching the door. The exultation of finally catching up to Hyde's girth and getting to delight in every pulse and pull of him pumping in and out of her-- it's indescribable. And her voice is raised higher than any of the stammered apologies Jekyll can't finish.
"It," Paloma breathes, crying out and clinging to Hyde's vest. "You have no idea how this feels!"
"Don't I? You must think I'm pretty innocent..." Trying to step away without interrupting, Jekyll takes a step backward, but the floor creaks, and Hyde looks up to grin at him. "Oh, Harry..." speak of the devil, the reason he knows how his dick feels.
Two days of sexual frustration with no satisfaction and limited exposure to cock; she is very impressed with this. He could tell her to flip around and present and she'd do it without question if it meant feeling him even deeper. She starts to thrust to a faster tempo, using him as much as she's being used, only to realize they're not alone.
"Huh- Henry!" Paloma yelps, a flood of shame stilling her hips. They sink back down into the cushion, burning like crazy. "Henry, no, this just got out of hand!!"
Says the tart at the other end of his twin's cock.
"No, no it's fine!" He agreed to sharing, and he knows how convincing Hyde can be. Or insistent. But he's bright red and trying to stumble out when the twin speaks up, "Who said you can't join?"
"Wh-what??!"
"Oh, please, Harry." He rolls his eyes. "Don't play pure and innocent."
But after a moment her pussy tightens around his dick as if he's just said something she liked very, very much. Paloma moans through closed lips, head lolling to one side. She fights past the sensation. "It, it seems fair, you're the one I was going to..."
Oh, Jesus, the one she was going to what, to sleep with, or does she just mean her original date? Either way - "I - I don't, um, I have strong beliefs..."
If it was just Paloma he could play that card, but with his brother, really? "He says that, but he's a fucking slut." And really that he still hasn't left should say something for his willingness. Especially when Hyde picks it back up, making a show of fucking her.
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.
God why is he watching this, it's far worse than pornography, it's his brother and the woman he's trying to date??? Live right in front of him??? But she looks lovely, all flushed...her breasts hanging out... "I'll...see you later..." No he should be good and pull himself away, resist the desire to approach. Rather, he basically runs away to his own room to...take care of some business.
Hangin' out, jigglin' after Hyde shoves himself into her. Some really excellent titties and they're on the move.
Just like Jekyll, abandoning them. She has coherence enough to see him go above Hyde's shoulder and throw her arm over it, reaching after him too late to be useful, and in no position to run after him. "No, Henry!" Why couldn't he stay? He deserves to have as good a time as they're having!
"Such a goddamn dweeb..." Hyde's pretty disappointed himself really, he wanted to see what Paloma would do, suck him off, get him to go for her ass? But one defeat doesn't mean he's lost forever, Jekyll will come around.
And it sure won't stop him from enjoying her himself. "Disappointed?" He asks, biting at her neck.
"Yes," she moans, because honesty is the best policy. "Don't call him that!" He's busy, so she drops the outstretched hand to fondle her own tit, pinching and roughing it up. One of her legs hikes up higher on his back, and for the first time she's grateful for his having all his clothes on. Better purchase.
"It's true though, he's lying through his teeth 'cause he wants to look like a good boy! I bet he's jerking off." Oh - she wants some more attention, huh? Well Hyde would be glad to offer that. He pushes her hand out of the way to take the task from her with his mouth. At least sucking on her tit shuts him up.
Doesn't shut her up. She whimpers something unintelligible, vying for rolling her pelvis up as he's now hitting as deep as his cock is long. Silicone can't hold a candle to flesh and meat, apparently; she'll miss the texture of it thrusting into her cunt when they're home in Mexico.
"He shouldn't! Be alone!" Her knuckles dart past his mouth to grind furiously over herself, bumping into his navel. It's the only thing that can make this better, when he's completely filled her up and sucking on a breast like a thirsty boy.
He's a very thirsty boy. Thirsty for puss. "Convince him next time," he mumbled with his mouth full, barely able to be understood. He switches sides and squeezes the other in his hand. It's not like this was his plan all along, but he's pretty pleased with how it turned out.
A tightened grip should tell her what's coming (it's him), just a few more thrusts before he stills, but not before forcing himself as deep as he possibly can.
It'd hint at it for someone who's been with a man more than once in the past almost-decade, but Paloma is clueless. All she knows is he's grabbing her roughly and she is peaking, so so close--
His cock is pulsating, which she can feel after they've stopped humping. She's startled enough to stop her own climax and pay attention to the flood of heat spreading from where they're joined. "O-ohh..."
She clenches around him, squeezing experimentally.
He moans into her ear as he reaches up to hold her face in his hands, running a thumb over her lip. "Fuck--" Yeah, the squeeze is nice, he shivers, trying to keep pushing against her as if he might find some way to find more cock to squeeze in. While holding her face serves to let him get her lower lip between his teeth.
Quit it, her cervix is all there's left for him to find!!
Well. He liked it when she did that. Filing it away to remember later, she distracts herself with his teeth. He's crushing her to the sofa and leaving no room to wiggle or seek satisfaction, but he doesn't have to. Not right this second...
Paloma hums, craning her neck to follow the slightest tug. It ends in a lazy kiss.
The quick reversal makes her squeak, then moan, tightening around his cock in turn. At the very second he pulls out she'll discover just what a mess he's left inside, but since he hasn't, she doesn't!
"You have to?" she asks wretchedly, the last question before he drags her over the ledge and she comes right around his dick. Paloma is lost, and jerking her hips arrhythmically, hours of teasing and denial bearing fruit at last.
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Gasping, she tries harder to relax. "He-- I'm sorry!" Why apologize to Hyde when it's Jekyll she's sorry to? A trickle of sweat beads at the cleft of her ass.
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He certainly doesn't mind her tightness, it's very sweet, and challenges him to push further, and especially to thrust back in. With such wide hips though, of course she can take it, no need to worry. "I hope you know I'm gonna fuck you silly," he jeers into her ear.
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"Already silly," she argues, biting the inside of her cheek. Ooh, ooh, at this rate her nails will puncture the sofa. "You're freaking big, by the way!"
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Here's one way in which he's eager to please, at least. Maybe not so much as Jekyll, but still, he does his best to make sure she's taken care of. He kisses her neck, bites at an ear, and goes hogwild on her poor cunt.
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Poor Paloma, poor puss, he hasn't let her adjust before he starts slamming recklessly into her. Her head is thrown back, at first to yell and then to gape at the ceiling with her mouth hanging open. "Ohmygod." Her ear stings, her pussy is one pretty hurt-- and her shoes dig in above his ass cheeks, leverage to desperately rock her hips to a different and slower rhythm. "Calm down!"
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Downstairs, Jekyll wonders if Hyde is giving her a hard time, maybe he should go check on them.... He climbs the stairs, pushes the already open door wider still, and immediately regrets the choice. His eyes grow wide as he tries to stammer an apology and excuse himself. But he can't seem to find the words, and feels frozen in place.
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Her eyes are rolled up, not watching the door. The exultation of finally catching up to Hyde's girth and getting to delight in every pulse and pull of him pumping in and out of her-- it's indescribable. And her voice is raised higher than any of the stammered apologies Jekyll can't finish.
"It," Paloma breathes, crying out and clinging to Hyde's vest. "You have no idea how this feels!"
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"S-sorry, I...! I'll come back later!"
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"Huh- Henry!" Paloma yelps, a flood of shame stilling her hips. They sink back down into the cushion, burning like crazy. "Henry, no, this just got out of hand!!"
Says the tart at the other end of his twin's cock.
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"Wh-what??!"
"Oh, please, Harry." He rolls his eyes. "Don't play pure and innocent."
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But after a moment her pussy tightens around his dick as if he's just said something she liked very, very much. Paloma moans through closed lips, head lolling to one side. She fights past the sensation. "It, it seems fair, you're the one I was going to..."
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If it was just Paloma he could play that card, but with his brother, really? "He says that, but he's a fucking slut." And really that he still hasn't left should say something for his willingness. Especially when Hyde picks it back up, making a show of fucking her.
"Edward!! That isn't true!"
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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.
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Just like Jekyll, abandoning them. She has coherence enough to see him go above Hyde's shoulder and throw her arm over it, reaching after him too late to be useful, and in no position to run after him. "No, Henry!" Why couldn't he stay? He deserves to have as good a time as they're having!
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And it sure won't stop him from enjoying her himself. "Disappointed?" He asks, biting at her neck.
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"Yes," she moans, because honesty is the best policy. "Don't call him that!" He's busy, so she drops the outstretched hand to fondle her own tit, pinching and roughing it up. One of her legs hikes up higher on his back, and for the first time she's grateful for his having all his clothes on. Better purchase.
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"He shouldn't! Be alone!" Her knuckles dart past his mouth to grind furiously over herself, bumping into his navel. It's the only thing that can make this better, when he's completely filled her up and sucking on a breast like a thirsty boy.
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A tightened grip should tell her what's coming (it's him), just a few more thrusts before he stills, but not before forcing himself as deep as he possibly can.
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His cock is pulsating, which she can feel after they've stopped humping. She's startled enough to stop her own climax and pay attention to the flood of heat spreading from where they're joined. "O-ohh..."
She clenches around him, squeezing experimentally.
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Well. He liked it when she did that. Filing it away to remember later, she distracts herself with his teeth. He's crushing her to the sofa and leaving no room to wiggle or seek satisfaction, but he doesn't have to. Not right this second...
Paloma hums, craning her neck to follow the slightest tug. It ends in a lazy kiss.
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"God, I don't want to stop fucking you!"
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"You have to?" she asks wretchedly, the last question before he drags her over the ledge and she comes right around his dick. Paloma is lost, and jerking her hips arrhythmically, hours of teasing and denial bearing fruit at last.
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