The tip emerged at the top of the gap, level with their chins.

Vivienne’s ringed nipples pressed into the side of Jenny’s chest, the rings cold from the shower water, leaving small indentations in Jenny’s skin wherever they pressed.

He looked down at it.

"Move."

They moved in unison.

Up and down. The combined press of both women’s chests sliding along his full length in one continuous, wet, slick motion, the shower water keeping the friction close to nothing, every ridge of his cock dragging against eight square inches of pressed female breast simultaneously.

The sensation was different from anything else the night had offered.

Not about depth or tightness or impact.

Just warmth. Encompassing, soft, total warmth on every surface at once, two women’s chests wrapped around him in a configuration that had no analogue in anything the night had previously done.

His hands stayed on his thighs.

No grip. No direction.

He watched.

Jenny stared at the tile behind him, jaw set, focused on the movement.

Vivienne stared at the top of Jenny’s wet head, six inches from her own chin.

’My daughter’s hands are touching my breasts.’ ’Her palms are against the undersides of my breasts from below as she holds herself around him.’ ’I can feel her skin on mine and his cock between both of us and I have run completely out of ways to frame this as something other than what it is.’

PAH! PAH!

His hips rocked upward into the combined downstroke, meeting the movement, driving the tip up far enough to touch both their chins simultaneously.

Both women rocked backward from the force.

"Hngh~!!" ’Jenny.’

"Oungh~!!" ’Vivienne.’

He grabbed both their heads.

One hand driving into Jenny’s wet hair, one into Vivienne’s, fingers closing into fists at the roots, and he began driving his cock through the gap between their pressed chests in short, rapid thrusts while holding both their heads down and forward against him.

Both women’s chins dipped involuntarily with every upward thrust.

Both sets of breasts absorbed the impacts.

The wet slap of skin on skin echoed off every tile in the shower.

PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!

"MMMPH~!!"

"AAHHH~!!"

Vivienne’s rings dragged against Jenny’s sternum with every thrust.

Jenny’s knuckles whitened where she gripped herself around him, holding the pressure, refusing to let the configuration come apart despite the force of his hips.

His cock disappeared and reappeared between four breasts at a speed that turned the individual impacts into a continuous sound.

He pulled both their heads forward by the hair.

Simultaneously.

The tip of his cock hovered between their two faces.

Touched Jenny’s lower lip.

She licked it on reflex. One flat, quick stroke of her tongue.

He moved to Vivienne.

Vivienne’s lip.

She pressed her lips to the tip without being told.

Back to Jenny.

Jenny opened her mouth slightly and let the head sit on her tongue for one second.

Back to Vivienne.

He tapped both their mouths in alternation, the pre-come that had finally, barely gathered at the tip transferring a small amount to each of them in turn, making them taste it in rotation, making their mouths meet at the same point around the same crown each time he crossed between them.

"Mmph~!!"

"Mhh~!!"

The corners of their lips touched.

A mother’s and a daughter’s.

At the same point.

Around the same man.

Neither of them commented on it.

He stood from the bench.

Lifted Jenny’s leg by the back of the knee, rotating her in one motion until her back was against the glass again, her lifted leg hooked over his forearm.

He drove in.

PAH!

Her back hit the fogged glass and left an imprint of her entire spine in the steam.

"AAANGHH~!! HIIEEK~!!"

He reached back with his free arm and hooked it around Vivienne, pulling her forward until her chest pressed against Jenny’s side, her breasts flattening against Jenny’s ribs, both women’s bodies pressed together against the glass at a sideways angle while he drove into Jenny from the front.

Vivienne’s cunt ran down her own thigh in a slow, continuous drip that mixed with the shower water and ran off the tile.

Untouched.

Just from the proximity.

Just from the sound.

Just from what the night had done to her body’s capacity for restraint.

"OUNGH~!! NGH~!! AAAHH~!!"

PAH! PAH! PAAAH!

"AAANGHH~!! HIIEEK~!! ’TOO MUCH’~!!"

Jenny’s head dropped back against the glass, both heels off the tile, his arms holding her entire bodyweight while he drove into her.

The glass shook slightly.

Small vibrations running through the pane and into the frame with every impact.

PAH! PAH! PAH! PAAAH!

"AAANGHH~!! HIIEEK~!! OOUUUGH~!!"

"MMMPH~!! NNGH~!! ’CRUXIUS’~!!"

The steam was a solid white wall.

The glass had fogged beyond any possibility of seeing through it.

The sounds coming off the tiles were a single, continuous, layered thing now — wet impact and two women’s voices wound together so tightly they’d stopped being distinguishable from each other, mother and daughter merging into one unbroken chord of pure overwhelm that bounced between the walls and came back doubled.

He showed no sign of stopping.

No shortened breath.

No change in rhythm.

No tremor in the forearms holding Jenny’s full weight against the glass.

Just the same steady, merciless pace, the water over all three of them, the rings catching what little light the steam allowed, the headboard in the other room having been replaced by the sound of Jenny’s back finding the glass on every thrust.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

"AAAHH~!!"

"OUNGH~!!"

PAH! PAH! PAAAH!

"HIIEEK~!! ’PLEASE’~!!"

"AAANGHH~!! NGH~!! HNNN~!!"

Vivienne’s palm hit the glass first.

Flat. Fingers spread.

She pressed it there the way a person presses a hand to a wall to stop the room from spinning.

Jenny’s palm followed.

Beside her mother’s.

Both of them against the same pane of fogged glass, palms flat, fingers spread, bodies shaking, steam rising around them.

The prints overlapped at the edge.

A daughter’s hand and a mother’s.

Pressed to the same glass.

Holding against the same force.

In a shower that had stopped being just a shower a long time ago.

The water ran.

The steam rose.

The glass held everything.

PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH! PAAAH!

"AAANGHH~!!"

"HIIEEK~!!"

"OOUUUGH~!!"