<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Apollymi]

Iris may have been abusing the emotional stability of her friend to make sure she had a partner for her double run, but she didn't see that as a negative. In the long term, she figured such a thing would help the future queen learn to be more assertive and not to question certain kinds of her own actions. With that in mind Iris couldn't bring herself to feel bad about helping another person with their developing personality. As for the question of Iris's grownness, "I've mentally been an adult since childhood," Iris pointed out, and any of her cousins or either of her brothers could explain exactly how true that was, not that it truly mattered in this context. No what mattered now was progress. As both girls laid their hands across the cock pinned beneath fabric, Donnie continued his naysaying though with way less activity than such a thing would need to actually stop this pair. "Come now, even I don't think that makes sense. If it is you we are after, doing things you like is one way to make sure we get you," Melty managed to interject while they began working down his boxers to reveal a stiffening cock that didn't stand up against gravity but was definitely gaining firmness. "My word. I thought the pants were holding him back, is it supposed to remain down like that?" Melty whispered like she'd never considered it being too big to defy gravity. "Normal for something larger than average, but as long as we stay in control of it. It should be fine, don't take it inside any orifices…" Iris pointed out with her own sort of whisper. Regardless her eyes were wide, excited light dancing in them along with the purely methodical look of someone making a large number of calculations. "Iris, it wouldn't fit!" Melty exclaimed with the accusation dancing across her face. All the while both girls were looking it over and wondering if even both sets of hands would be enough. All the while, Nikki was taking that shower and had gotten through the wash to get rid of the muck and still hadn't been joined. She checked her phone and saw the time and would give only another minute, time for the next rinse before she… made a call.

Meanwhile, Veronica Corbyn was meeting the odd sort of individual, one of the weirdest males on the planet. He had no idea who or what she was… in actuality. She never bothered explaining her job to anyone because everyone knew her name and face. "Every bloke says that~ I do still like hearing it though~" Ronnie said about the nature of using her body for work. She heard that one at least once a week. No matter, a practiced hand went on to use a warm cloth to clean a cock which would be going into a condom which was bound to fit a bit better than the previous one. Still apparently it was far too large. The humble brag that seemed to suit Donnie would not be spoken on. "Bigger than the small ones, though… weird place to be in. S'all good though, I can technically use it on myself in that case~" Ronnie mentioned. Whenever he put it on, and they angled themselves for penetration. The slightest application of static could have it formed to her insides stuck in place to protect from Crow's seed without it becoming an issue of fishing. Still in her mind, Ronnie made a note to give a treat to the pilot of the plane, when they landed in America as it would be much easier to find what he needed there. "Come on then… show me what ya' got going on?~" Ronnie mentioned almost completely relaxed.

[Bloodedge]

Donnie didn't down the length of time Iris had spent as a mentally-overly-mature individual. She traits she showed now were more than enough proof of that. What surprised him in truth, was the amount of confidence Melty showed compared to their previous interaction. When she made contact with his clothed cock before, her instinctual reaction was to run away from it. Now that she had Iris as company, contact continued and joined a bit of banter. She wasn't wrong either. "I mean, you right... but you outta pocket!" Donnie replied. Melty even stayed along for the event of uncovering Donnie's manhood, much to the different forms of awe in both girls. Melty questioned the physics of it, and while Iris explained things... she had an expression that was rather dangerous. "... Uh-uh. See that look like the face of somebody about to do exactly what they told somebody else not to do!" he chastised preemptively. Of course, Donnie also knew taking him in wasn't the real problem... until things headed up, literally as that may be in the right circumstance.

Crow's thoughts about Ronnie's profession were going nowhere. In fact, they were solidified when it seemed she was taking pride in her work as a hooker. Still, he didn't mind. Being a prostitute only meant she was highly experienced, which would do the world of good for Crow himself. What wouldn't do any good, was a condom big enough to fall off before penetration could even occur. What was he to do with that? Well, according to Ronnie, she could use it on herself. Crow seemed slightly concerned upon hearing that. "Uh... alright, Sheila. Just so you know... If your superpowers have anything to do with some weird girl dong, you're gonna have to go see one of the other blokes. Or one of the other Sheilas? I'd watch that, but I reckon that's about it," he offered for clarity. Either way, Crow was unwrapping the condom and trying to keep it hugged firmly against his cock after draping it over. It didn't seem like something that would work long-term, but... beyond him being ready to try, Ronnie was apparently ready to use some magic that would pin it to her walls as she descended onto him. That wasn't something he came prepared to expect, but he'd find out quite soon after sitting there, dick in hand and confusion on his face. "Alright, but I don't know how this is gonna hold up."

[Apollymi]

Melty for her part in this ordeal, was also a bit surprised by her own forwardness, just by virtue of having Iris around. She considered herself to be an independent and sovereign ruler, but… something about having someone her own age to help with the finer details felt… comforting. "I'm usually right," Iris confirmed without hesitation, a devious smile crossing her face. Melty stayed along and the pair of them confronted something they could only call a monster cock. Donnie wasn't wrong about Iris's current line of thought either. She gave the advice to the princess, and they both put into begin lifting that thing up, touching it carefully, feeling the skin gaining understanding. That little tingle in Melty's fingers came back with a vengeance, and Iris allowed her own hands to explore as well. "I have wielded actual swords less impressive," she pointed out. "You keep talking like that you're going to end up on one of those roleplay chats, Melly~" Iris teased as she stared at Donnie and licked her lips. It looked like she was giving several seconds of consideration. And while she did, in that moment of hesitation, there'd be an invitation to a video call, happening. Donnie would see a bit of steam, suds running down perfect bronzed flesh. A lineart blue lotus perfectly showing in the skin between shoulder blades… and soap still running down those curves. And then with the pitter-patter of water droplets. A gentle clapping sound like a standing ovation beginning. Hips were gently swaying and that sound was still continuing. Eventually, Nikki would be leaning her head back, showing her whole face, lines gone, upside down mouth open as she enjoyed the sensation of water dropping onto her skin. Her tongue was out of her mouth and a wink would be occurring. A second later she'd be stepping forward, hands on the wall of the shower, her ass just being allowed to clap uninterrupted in the screen. She'd beckon him, without even saying anything.

At the same time, Ronnie was finding out the other thing about Crow that Nikki obviously liked. She couldn't help but chuckle when he started speaking about potential magical outcomes. Apparently, he wasn't the type to take a pegging, "HA!~ Right laugh, you are!~" she said seeming to find it amusing. "Promise mate, I'm a cat, don't have a random cock hiding in me, well.. Not until you slide yours in yeah?~" she added turning that laughing matter into a flirt without needing to do much else. She arranged herself in Crow's lap, and aligned them for a proper joining while he held up his cock and she basically applied that condom with her descent by way of a little static, that would leave the man with a gentle tingle in his cock but nothing that would be considered negative for the duration. Once he was in she descended, those legs stayed wide and she enjoyed the tightness of her own creation. "There we go, right as rain~" she claimed as she rocked her hips against him just a bit to encourage the start of proper movement. "Come on, mate. We got work to do~" she claimed as if lightly amused and more than willing to let them fall into the moment.

[Bloodedge]

When the claim of someone being 'right, but out of pocket' came out of Donnie's mouth, Iris was the one who took credit. He looked over with a raised brow. That was a rather strange moment to the young man. "I was talkin' about her. Or y'all had a conversation, and that was a 'you' line?" he presumed. There was really no proper guessing at this point. Irrespective of that matter, both girls were exploring his erection, four total hands used to maintain its weight and test the waters, so to speak. Melty's comment on the matter was something Iris had a bit of fun with, but... "What she said," Donnie agreed. There was something bothersome about Iris in that moment, though. He'd commented on her expression and what it typically meant, and the face she showed after was... far beyond devious. She even licked her lips, prompting a narrow-eyed glance from Donnie. Before he could comment, however, his phone was vibrating. Having pants around his ankle at the time required a bit of fenagling to grab the device ─ at least without bothering the other two. He managed to reach it after a few lifts of his right ankle. When he managed it, he was immediately reminded of his trip to the back. 'Oh shit, she probably already finished the...' The musician's train of thought stopped there. As he held the phone right in front of his face, mostly blocking view of Melty in the moment, he confirmed... a video call. Without much thought, Donnie accepted the call... and froze for several moments, during which he'd be throbbing against the girls' hands.

If nothing else, it seemed Crow was worth a laugh. That was good. If he could make women laugh, maybe they'd keep finding him fuckable. In this case, he was already well on the way to the desired outcome anyway, but it was viewed as a good bonus. Ronnie added a more purposeful quip of her own about having a random cock hiding in her... until he got his inside. "Yeah, that's a good idea! I can make it work!" he decided about the oversized condom, just to have Ronnie positioning herself over his erection. When she lowered, there was an unusual feeling. Everything felt far too tight for him to confirm or deny the condom's functionality, but he also had a very consistent tingle going through the whole of his length. "Bloody fuck, it ain't slippin' off if you're gonna put clamps on it like that!" he announced. Right as rain, Ronnie claimed. Crow would have instead said snug as a glove, or something to that effect. No matter. Rather than a time for talking, this was a time for action. Crow couldn't let himself get into yet another bombshell today just to muck it all up. As such, he had a hand on each of Ronnie's thighs, hips shifting between the pilot seat and her undercarriage in a grinding motion. "I'm gettin' to it! A bit late, but don't go having too high expectations, eh Sheila?"

[Apollymi]

The fact that Donnie was talking to and about the logic presented by Melty wasn't the point. "Those aren't my words, but I knew I was right to trust her…" Iris mentioned, which was a well placed set of words, which made Melty beam even more. Perhaps someone on the outside could see how very manipulative Iris actually was, but the fact that she wasn't doing anything negative with a bit of well-placed encouragement should count for something. "You can't both tease me!" Melty claimed seeming to have overloaded just a bit but also still moving with Iris to hold up that cock and finish getting a feel for it. But there was a vibration and some movement coming. He was a busy man, it might have been his friends, his producers or even some other person calling and Iris was fairly certain she could properly grab his attention away. Ah but just as Iris was about to take the first step of many, just as her extended tongue just barely graced the tip of his cock, he began throbbing, quite frequently. Ah, but he wasn't looking down at her… and he wasn't looking at Melty. He'd shifted his upper body, eyes on his phone. 'No way what's on there is more interesting than two girls on his cock!' she thought and with that thought she gave a little nudge to Melty and extended her tongue giving the tip of his cock a tentative lick, while Melty moved her hands in response to those throbs. But… that phone call came with a steady clapping noise. Hips were soon moving up and down while she supported herself against the shower wall… and as if to seal the deal, Nikki looked back at the camera making sure every movement was captured and even a playful wink with her tongue properly out occurred. With that sound and everything else, and the fact that she was still in the shower, basically enjoying the gentle part of her high, meant that Donnie could have the video and the sounds. The twerking itself in all the water with steam and suds and the promise of a blowjob that could be seen to fruition, this is what Nikki could offer instead.

Meanwhile, Ronnie and Crow were settling properly. She'd managed to get the condom on him in a way that it wouldn't be a problem for them to have a nice sexual experience. What was more, she began rushing him a bit and even got him riled up enough to start. "Told ya' I had it, bruv. And believe in yourself yeah… you're in a super exclusive club right now~" Ronnie said. True enough as her body moved in reaction to any movements of Crow's and her core began to tingle and throb, she had the knowledge that Crow Hogan currently belonged on a rare list of people who'd bedded both Corbyn sisters… and that was a magical place for the felon turned pilot to end up. Lazy as she was, her hips simply took up the rhythm he provided and she… let him work them both towards an orgasm without complaints and also without worrying that her magic would go out of control.

[Bloodedge]

Iris and Melty... were much more a problem than Donnie could have ever thought. On the other hand, Nikki had more years of experience to be an even bigger problem ─ and a lot more time invested in desiring 'King Don' that had her ready to entice him much more easily. He was both throbbing and heating up by the time Iris's tongue grazed the tip of his cock. To Iris's credit, she did earn herself a glance by the second or third lick; there was even a slight buck to Donnie's hips when Melty joined the effort. "Uhh♪~" he muttered, caught somewhere between an interjection and a moan. Donnie was also caught between a rock and a hard place. Iris and Melty had started something his body wished to finish... but Nikki had started something his body, mind and soul wanted to get involved with. By the time he saw that open mouth and extended tongue to go along with the sounds of wet, clapping cheeks, Donnie was exhaling a deep sigh... and building his body temperature well over 100 degrees Fahrenheit. "Aight... y'all listen. I'ma need to go right quick. I respect the hustle... and I'ma probably think twice about sayin' it, but we gon' have to chop it up about this later. Y'all ain't ready for what I'm tryna do right now. But I'll tell you what. Riri, remind me to bring this up later, see if I can't work out a start-and-finish kind of deal wit' one of your cousins or somethin'. But for right now... a nigga got to GO!" Donnie insisted, his cock seeming to try actually defying gravity. "And I'll tell you somethin' else... y'all c'mere right quick, 'fore I start makin' too much sense," he added. With that, Donnie would be beckoning the rise of both girls and... aiming to pull his pants up.

Ronnie thought Crow should believe in himself a bit more. He had no reason to argue after managing to dive into her and Nikki over the course of a single, short flight. There was even mention of him being in some exclusive club. Crow had no idea what that could mean, but once again... he had some assumptions to make. "What, like a fuckin' VIP or somethin'? I'll take it!" he announced with absolute conviction. He didn't know her words had anything to do with banging the Corbyn sisters. In fact, Crow didn't even know those two were sisters. He easily assumed they just looked alike, and perhaps worked together. Maybe he was just the latest prospect for their clientele, and Nikki passed along the recommendation to her senior? Yes, that made enough sense to Crow for the moment. Not that it mattered either way, as he was far more concerned with squeezing Ronni's thighs as he slid into a more horizontal position in the pilot seat. In doing so, he intended to scoot his arse off the chair and have some room for actual thrusting. "Hold on there, Sheila, let me see if I can't work one over on ya'!"

[Apollymi]

The pair that was Iris and Melty were succeeding in ways they couldn't yet fathom, but also losing in ways they hadn't yet realized. For her part in this Melty was busying her hands and beginning with Iris as well. Iris earned herself a look while the movements of Melty's hands let her know something strange. "He's getting warmer…" she commented with mild confusion. He was already kind of warm, the idea that it felt like it was increasing was one thing. Meanwhile, Iris was busy, trying her best and feeling victorious. But like many battles hers was bound to be bittersweet. An interruption came, with a noise that was part moan and part throat clearing. Both girls were soon looking up at Donnie, still those expectant faces, but according to Donnie he had to go. Compliments were given to both girls, and he claimed that he did want to see through some activities, but that at present that simply wasn't possible and the idea that he didn't currently have the ability to hold back properly. "Damn, I figured we'd get a bit farther than that…" Iris said. Still he'd not said no and he'd not cut them off. "I think we take the continuance and find the balance," Melty stated, as the one with the more balanced approach she could see several potentials, but could accept the compliments she was given. "Ugh! Fine, but I will remember all of this and I will definitely bring it up!" Iris managed, sounding for a moment the proper child being denied something she wanted. Only after did both she and Melty rise along with his pants. She would see this as a fine technical moment, given they'd definitely interrupted something in progress and it'd ended without violence or threat from the woman they'd technically wronged already. All the while that call wouldn't be shut off and Nikki continued to dance, though it wouldn't stop her from turning, reaching up and seemingly doing something on her own screen while the trio was otherwise occupied.

In the meantime, Ronnie and Crow were having quite the playful conversation and it was oddly being misinterpreted on both sides. Crow had mentally decided that the Corbyn sisters were prostitutes, and Ronnie didn't know that Crow was unaware of her life status as the world's top supermodel. "Definitely a VIP, and you're already signed up. Been inside both of us now~" Ronnie claimed with a bit of cheek. Still Ronnie wouldn't worry too much about it. No she was far too concerned about the man squeezing her thighs and shifting his position to piston into her body with a bit more vigor. "Aaaah!~ That's what I like to feel and what I like to hear. Go ahead, bruv, gimme that~" she moaned her own happiness and moved her hips into his to add a bit more friction. If he could actually work her over like this, she'd gladly accept him and maybe even find her way back for seconds when the timing was right. Just the same the squeeze of her loins and that gentle tingle would continue as she throbbed her way towards an orgasm Crow was working his best at.

[Bloodedge]

Donnie getting warmer was natural progression whenever he exerted himself, or even prepared to. Hearing Melty acknowledge it aloud was more reason for him to put an end to all they were doing, quickly as he could. When he let them down as easily as he could, Iris lamented the amount they'd managed to accomplish in the time they had. Donnie didn't necessarily agree with that; they had definitely accomplished way more than he intended to allow mere minutes before. "And I figured you wouldn't get that far. We both wrong," he decided. There was only one thing left to do. If he was going to sign himself up for this, even against his better judgment... Donnie felt one thing needed to be done to seal their agreement as a trio. Iris was definitely going to bring the matter up later; he completely believed that. As they rose and his jeans did the same, Donnie leaned into Melty first. His plan required him taking the phone from his line of sight for a few moments, but the visions weren't going anywhere. First and foremost, he wrapped an arm around Melty's waist, hand angling down to grasp her rear. "And you still ain't let me grab shit~" he teased, leaning in to peck her lips. If nothing else got in his way, he'd be switching arms to pull Iris in afterwards, aiming for her lips as well. Maybe two puffs of weed after those five drinks was a bad idea. . .

Crow was undoubtedly some sort of VIP on whatever list Ronnie spoke of. She mentioned him being inside both of them ─ the 'them' in question surely being her and Nikki. He could only assume he was right about their professions. "Can't bloody complain about it either! Won't ask about benefits; I got enough already!" he harped. Very much motivation had been given to Crow this day. He'd use the current bout to push himself to the limit, his body reinforcing itself as he slammed up into Ronnie's undercarriage. Ronnie herself brought some encouragement in response to his initial thrusts, seeming to like the shift. Sadly, Crow meant those words about expectations. He definitely wasn't going to last very long with all those magical tingles assaulting his cock. "Don't say that! You're gonna make it all worse!" he warned. The last thing Crow's sexual stamina needed was excited utterances like that.

[Apollymi]

Melty and Iris had managed quite a bit. And though there were technical laws and the like that should have stopped them from pursuing this particular man, neither was willing to let something as simple as 'legality' get in the way of what they sought. Apparently, it hadn't been Donnie's intention to let them get as far as they got. In terms of that exact issue, Iris could at least take solace in having properly pushed the boundary. "I won't stay wrong," she communicated in a manner that was almost challenging. If getting around the magical nature of this man was all she needed, she could figure out a method, even if said method simply involved throwing her older cousins and several other women at the man first. Actually now that she was thinking about it, she could have not interrupted him on his way back and instead jumped him on his way back when his magical power was depleted a bit. That was something to try. Soon after he was leaning into Melty, arm around her waist, hand grasping her bottom and sending tingles straight into her core and brain. And in that moment she allowed their lips to press together and relaxed in his hold like her body had turned into butter. "I'm certain that was more than a handful!" Melty managed with princess like indignance, her nose turning up, her face burning hot and her core throbbing. 'I just had my first kiss with King Don!' she thought excitedly. This would be one for the record books. Soon after he'd be leaning into Iris and she wouldn't be taking it as easy as Melty did. No, an arm wrapped around her waist, and hers slipped up around his neck, she allowed her own body to relax into his, and when their lips met… she'd take the extra fully intending to slip a little tongue into his mouth and keep up the distraction for as long as she could. On her side, on Donnie's or whoever's, Nikki would begin recording from her end. And that gentle dance would become a rump-shaking master class with those rising and lowering bounces, that changed the tempo of the claps and allowed the camera to catch multiple ripples of her ass cheeks and visuals between them. She'd said nothing but her shift in tempo would surely be audible.

At the same time, Crow and Ronnie were making their way into the best part of a wind-up. "You see this as the benefits?!~" Ronnie asked almost teasingly. Perhaps if she wasn't in the middle of getting an itch scratched she would have realized that Crow was missing out on some key information. Instead she could just attribute most of it to his nature as an Aussie, and let him believe he wasn't entitled to complain. As he kept up proper work on her undercarriage and that thumping continued, the lad claimed that she could go saying the things she was, that it would make his ability to hold back worse. The idea of torturing him a little was a bit too amusing, "I know it does~ And that makes it right~" she teased even more. With that it wasn't just the magical tingle, but also the physical movement of her hips meeting his thrusts.

[Bloodedge]

Whether Iris remained wrong or not wasn't really a thing she had to argue. It seemed like childish indignation for her to claim she wouldn't stay wrong. Even drunk and high, Donnie paused to think about her retort. 'Not staying wrong, so... gettin' less far?' he questioned mentally, knowing his own clause was meant to credit how far she'd actually gotten against her own beliefs. No matter; that wasn't something Donnie cared to argue when he couldn't even get his head screwed on properly. Instead, he'd try distancing himself from the girls. First, he kissed the princess and had a retaliatory squeeze of her rump from their earlier interaction. Melty accused him of taking more than a handful. Objectively wrong as that was, he did have something interesting to say when pulling back. "On God it is," he said as an indirect compliment to the princess's ass. With that, he was moving on to Iris... and right into another trap. Frankly, he'd expected that one. She'd also feel a hand angling down onto her backside while she forced an embrace and slipped her tongue into Donnie's mouth. Most interesting of all, may have been the fact that the hot tongue of Donnie's was wrestling against hers for a few moments ─ until the claps that summoned him became even stronger still. Only that heightened tempo had him pulling away and releasing Iris's ass. "You really some trouble, Lil' Ma. Lemme get up out of here 'fore I have to show you somethin'," he insisted. Donnie would then be trying to leave the room again, wondering why he'd taken the time to actually make-out with Iris. Maybe one puff of that weed was too much to combine with the alcohol. . .

For whatever reason, Ronnie questioned Crow's view of benefits. Was there something else to it? Did she mean to imply there were greater benefits than free sex with her and her partner? He didn't know, and couldn't tell. "Well... yeah," was all the pilot could say. If there was more to it, he didn't even care. Incarceration from a young age had a way of creating pseudo-sex fiends, at least in Crow's personal experience. If he could fuck around just a bit, he was a happy man. If he could also fly a plane whenever he wanted, he was a man with satisfying purpose. For now though, it seemed his purpose was to... be a quick pump. Why? Well, Ronnie was content to continue teasing. She didn't have any issues with riling him up extra. Alas, what she'd already done alongside his vigorous movements had already led to an incredible tightening of Crow's sack, now paired with a swelling cock. "Crikey, you make it sound like a quick fuck's in the bloody plan! Should've told me if it was!"

[Apollymi]

Iris didn't plan on staying wrong for any long amount of time. She could find out how to make herself right eventually, it would only take a bit more pushing. Still, she knew they were living on borrowed time. That retaliatory squeeze wasn't something Melty was actually upset about, and by the time Donnie was technically complimenting it, she had her nose up in the air and nothing escaping her but a pleased slightly pompous little snort, "Hmphf!" she posited without much else. But what about Iris? Well… she wasn't going to take just a little peck, no she was going to take tongue and anything else she could get, while knowing that Nikki was active on his phone dancing in the shower. And what she received from that tongue was a bit of Donnie's. His tongue was hot and wrestling against hers in his mouth. He wasn't pulling away, he wasn't rushing to get back, not initially. 'Yes! I can do it… I can keep…' she didn't even get to finish the thought as their parting came with an even louder clap of those ass cheeks. 'The fuck? Did she Pavlov him with twerking?!' Iris was annoyed… logic said that aside from any particular dangers, her cousin shouldn't still be trying too hard to keep her from this particular action. Calling upon him just because he was late showing up to a shower was petty. For no discernable reason, she'd already had a go, and she couldn't claim to make her wait two weeks unless she was planning to stay with him the entire time leading up to that. Oh well… it didn't seem like it was going to last. And Donnie claimed he needed to get up out of Iris's room before he had to show her something. Oh well… what was one last push? She let go of him and smiled, that same calculating light moving behind her eyes.

"Yeah, go on…" she said with a look of sheer deviousness crossing her face. "But let me show you something instead~" she said. Still in that tiny little skirt she turned around. A body a bit more on the lithe side than Nikki's but with more obvious cushion than someone like Ronnie had in the earliest part of her career was flashed. And then, those lightly swollen hips started to gently shake, left and right, up and down, using the small of her back to control the left and right motions. A little bit of cheek came with the promise of her own clapping with just a few more pounds of weight she might easily gain one day. And this was how she planned to keep him. Melty watched with wide eyes witnessing something she'd not known she'd get to see… only for something else to happen. Nikki didn't need to know what Iris was doing exactly to know she was the reason that Donnie was late. All she needed to know was what she had going for herself from the earliest moments… that she'd been watching him up close for the whole last couple of days, and she knew how to trigger a distraction. Those claps, the rain sounds weren't enough? "OH MY GOD DONNIE!~" Nikki moaned from the bathroom, an attention grab that couldn't be ignored passed her lips.

All the while Ronnie and Crow were having the most interesting misunderstanding while continuing to have their bodies meet with building intensity. "If that's all you need, you're low maintenance enough for me~" Ronnie said, she liked men who knew what they needed and were happy with what they received. It was always amusing even though she could work over any man she found to have someone so laid back to engage with. They were the types she could keep in casual rotations for the longest amounts of time. At the same time the build up was reaching the fever pitch and by the time the bodies were matching pace and Ronnie could feel the swelling and the like, she was already going closer and closer to the edge. "I don't mind quick as long as I cum~" Ronnie answered, which was truthful enough… she could have a lot of fun with a lot of different people if she was able to get off every time, "Good on you mate, it's time~" she moaned that last bit as her body tightened properly this time, that tingle became more than static for just a moment as she tensed her core pulsing around a swollen cock before she relaxed, a slight spillage of fluid leaking from between her legs as she reached her climax.

[Bloodedge]

Donnie had every reason to believe that most recent bout of clapping through his phone would draw him completely out of Iris's room. Everything was virtually settled between the trio, he thought. Alas, Iris had other plans. What Donnie was offered in place of proper clearance to leave, was Iris showing him something instead. He had to turn around and see what she meant. A skirt he'd already seen beneath once rose, showing that pink lace from a different, easily better, angle. He saw her rear jiggle from one side to the other, then bounce in a very enticing way. Sure, she couldn't clap the way Nikki did, but there was something cathartic ─ even nostalgic ─ about the sight. He turned to face Iris, even stepping toward her. In that moment, one could think... maybe no level of intoxication would have been acceptable for Donnie on this trip. "Nah, you can't be doin' that. If you gon' move it like that, you gotta let a nigga see what it feel like right he─" Just then, Iris's plan was put to an end by her own cousin. Nikki's moaned words sounded through the phone, but they also reached Donnie's ear naturally at the same time. He could even hear her moaning that line in his very soul. Eyes darted toward his phone as he wondered what Nikki could have been doing to produce a sound like that. It didn't matter what; he had to find out for himself! "Uhh... raincheck, stay right there!" In that exact moment, Donnie became a man on a mission. He turned on his heel and stumbled straight through the door. This time, he'd stop for nothing... until the master bedroom door slammed shut, and he was standing in the washroom Nikki inhabited. Still, Donnie held that phone. "Damn, can I like... back-record this or somethin'?" he wondered even while tugging down his trousers and shorts simultaneously.

Ronnie seemed satisfied to be dealing with a low-maintenance man in the form of Crow. If that meant she'd fuck him again, he'd keep his own needs about as low as the ocean floor! He fully believed Ronnie could have any man she wanted across the world, even without knowing the truth about her identity. If only Crow could realize how many times he'd been behind bars jerking off to this same woman's body, perhaps some misunderstandings could be cleared in his mind. That was of little to no importance now, though. Crow didn't have much time left, despite the apparent energy he had to keep bucking up into Ronnie's canal. She didn't mind quick. Crow was satisfied with that notion, as he didn't think it possible to hold out against this one. "Can't imagine a fella that wouldn't be quick, so that's good!" he proclaimed. True to his own words, Crow was firing off streaks of spunk one after another before that static and clenching even built. "Fack all, I can't bloody stop!" he announced. What couldn't he stop, though? Well... he couldn't stop bucking his hips, nor could he stop shooting those liquid ropes into the condom. If things kept up that way, the condom would be leaking out from the bottom soon after filling beyond the extent of Crow's dick.