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a toy, a life-sized doll?’
    Blinking her bright eyes, as if the full implication of what she had agreed to become for them had just hit her, Amy tried not to cry.
    Turning away from their solo audience, Jen willingly relinquished the reins of control to Lee, who, tall and naked, began to smother her face and neck in savage kisses.
    The thought of Amy, exquisite, pale, desperate for a tongue over her clit, and for a dick to be impaled between her legs, made every sensation flowing through Jen more heightened than ever. She was very aware of how much her cotton panties were sticking to her, and how badly she wanted the hand that was currently trailing over them, to tug them down.
    Lee was like a man possessed. Twisting Jen’s body as if she were made of rubber, he turned her to face Amy. Positioning her onto her hands and knees he smacked her covered arse with the flat of his palm. Jen’s mind raced as the glorious pain of his slaps burnt her backside. Conscious that Amy was following their every step, Jen experienced a further burst of arousal as Lee ceased his strikes, and began to agonisingly slowly ease her underwear from her backside.
    Jen whimpered as the fabric was peeled away, her pussy not wanting to let go of even that slight level of contact. She stopped worrying about examining Amy’s reactions, all she wanted was to have Lee take her, to have his large hands grab her hips and his dick to ram into her body. It was with a mewl of blissful surprise, however, that she felt a hot gentle tongue probe at her clit. Jen thought she heard Amy yelp with envy, but her mind was spinning, and all she knew was that she was being tongued by a fuck-me handsome man while a beautiful woman looked on. Her legs and arms ached with the effort of staying on all fours, and her stomach clenched as all the nerves in her body gathered around her nub. Jen’s growl of lust echoed around the room as, at last, Lee wedged himself within her, filling every inch of her channel.
    A forlorn whine from the wooden chair caused Jen to lift her head, as Lee thumped against her body. Locking eyes with Amy, Jen suddenly knew what she should do. What she simply had to do.
    â€˜Edge closer to her.’ Her order sounded almost strangled as Lee manoeuvred them both so that her head was between Amy’s open legs.
    Amy’s cry of, ‘Yes!’ was lost as Jen took one languid lick over her clit, and then increased her pace rapidly in time to Lee’s thrusts. In seconds the bound girl was yelling out, shuddering against the wooden chair, as if her previous climax had never happened.
    The taste of the squirming woman and the sound of Lee’s almost guttural howl at his own release pushed Jen into an overwhelming orgasm, a heady mix of physical gratification and the intoxication of power.
    Sitting back on his haunches, Lee’s breath caught in his throat as he saw Jen tenderly undo Amy’s ties, planting butterfly kisses on her wrists and ankles as she eased some circulation into the girls stiff limbs.
    Jen winked at Amy, who smiled back at her with an inclination of her pretty head. Now it was time to act out the additional clause of their plan.
    Approaching Lee, her hand outstretched, Amy pulled him towards the chair, ‘Your turn now.’
    Lee glanced from Jen to Amy, interested confusion etched across his features.
    â€˜Amy agreed to do this for us in return for her own fantasy being acted out.’ Jen took his other hand, and looking directly into his darkly shining eyes said, ‘We thought you might like to watch us now. What do you think?’
    Unspeaking, Lee sat upon the chair. They didn’t need to ask him to proffer his wrists and ankles so they could be tied; he was already offering them up...

Dear Claire
    She was sure they were having sex. The telltale bumps and thumps, not to mention the heavy duty groans coming through the thin bedroom walls, had been driving Ali mad for at least half an