"Ooh, giving the orders around here, it seems~" Denise giggles, winking as she slightly turns to her sister, who mimics her actions. "Ahh, my dick's already growing wet with pre...you're sure you aren't some sort of magician, mmh~?" Priscilla loops her arms around her sister's neck after speaking, pulling her in for a tender groan and kiss. Their lips brush and lock together, pulling open only to allow their swirling, squirming tongues to be visible to the runner. They rock their hips forwards again, precum making all of their tips slick and slippery, shining in the dim light of the hotel room. The kiss grows hungrier and more frenzied, quickly turning into a lip-sucking, breath-stealing competition between the hung twins. Their balls hang low below their girlcock, swinging around as they sway back and forth.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>