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Chapter 48 by aurelian14

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Emma's lips brushed his earlobe, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin beneath. "We'll be quick," she promised—her whisper laced with something darker than innocence—just as Alice's fingers finally tugged his zipper down. The cool café air hit his exposed skin like a slap, but Alice's mouth followed instantly—hot and wet and impossibly soft—as she licked a stripe up his aching length.

John's head thumped back against the chair with a dull thud, his fingers clawing at the armrests as Alice took him fully into her mouth. The wet heat of her tongue circling his cockhead shattered his last pretense of resistance—his hips jerking upward instinctively, driving himself deeper between her painted lips. Emma's giggle vibrated against his neck as she watched her twin work, her fingers creeping beneath his shirt to trace the ridges of his abdomen.

Emma's fingers traced slow circles over John's abdomen while Alice hummed around his cock, her lips sliding down his shaft with deliberate precision. "We've been *dreaming* about getting you alone," Emma murmured against his ear, her breath hitching as Alice hollowed her cheeks with an obscene slurp. "Ever since you helped us with that lotion after lights out."

John's fingers spasmed against the chair arms—the memory flooding back in vivid detail: the twins' dorm room bathed in golden lamplight, their pussies glistening as they'd begged him to rub lotion into their backs.

"*Mmm*, you remember," Alice purred, pulling off his cock with a wet pop. Her tongue darted out to catch the bead of precum glistening at his tip. "How *hard* it was to behave that night." She emphasized the word with a squeeze to his thighs, her thumbs digging into the tense muscle.

Emma's nails scraped lower. "We promised each other we'd return the favor," she confessed, her lips brushing his jaw as Alice resumed her ministrations. The twin sensations—Emma's breath hot against his neck, Alice's mouth searing around his length—made his hips jerk involuntarily.

John's groan echoed off the café walls as Alice swallowed him deeper, her throat fluttering around his cockhead. "Fuck," he gritted out, his fingers tangling in her blonde strands—whether to push her away or pull her closer, even he didn't know.

Alice's lips sealed around John's cock with practiced precision, her tongue swirling along the underside as she took him deeper—slow at first, then with a sudden, greedy suction that made his thighs tense. Emma watched with parted lips from beside him, her fingers creeping beneath his shirt to rake lightly over his abs. "She's been practicing," Emma murmured against his ear, her teeth grazing the lobe. "Wanted to make sure she could take you all the way down."

The proof was in the wet heat engulfing him. Alice's throat convulsed as she relaxed into it, her nose pressing against the coarse curls at his base, her fingers digging into his thighs to steady herself. John's grip tightened in her hair, torn between the instinct to thrust and the dawning horror that this was happening *in broad daylight*, in a fucking *campus café*. Emma solved the dilemma for him. With a sly grin, she knelt beside her twin, her hands skimming up Alice's bare thighs beneath the hiked-up skirt.

"Share," Emma whispered, and before John could process the word, her fingers were hooking into Alice's panties, tugging them down just enough to expose her glistening folds. Alice moaned around his cock, the vibration traveling straight to his balls, as Emma's fingers dipped between her sister's thighs.

John's vision blurred when Emma brought her fingers to Alice's lips—glistening with her sister's arousal—and Alice sucked them clean with a hungry moan. The sight alone nearly made him spill, but Emma wasn't finished. She leaned forward, her breath hot against John's ear. "We’ve been *so* wet for you," Emma purred, guiding Alice's hand between her own legs.

Alice's fingers slipped through her slick folds with obscene ease, her other hand still gripping John's thigh as she bobbed her head faster. "Want to taste her?" Emma breathed. "Or do you want her to ride you right here?"

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