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her mouth ruthlessly, no longer able to hold back. Her breasts, held up by her tank, bounced and jiggled as she was pounded by both sides. She could feel her climax rising in her. She felt Jackson change up his angle slightly so that his cockhead rubbed hard against her G-spot. Suddenly her release washed over her, and she screamed, putting Jackson over the edge. She felt him hold himself deep in her pussy as his cum jetted inside her.
    And then Markus took advantage of her scream to push himself further down her throat for two strokes before he pulled back and shot his load into her mouth, his hand milking his cock so that stream after stream shot into her mouth. She swallowed as quickly as possible, but some spilled out, dripping down the corner of her mouth and landing on her breast, dripping down her nipple.
    She could see Markus looking down at her, his eyes darkened with lust like she was the hottest thing he’d ever seen. Cassie had never felt so sexy or so sexual as right at that moment. He pulled out of her mouth, his cock still semihard. “Lick it clean,” he demanded and thrust it in her face. When she was done, Markus pulled out of her pussy and came to stand in front of her. “Now me. Lick me clean,” he demanded. She obeyed. It was strange to taste her cream on his as well as his cum. And she could feel his cum oozing out of her pussy. She wasn’t quite sure of the etiquette of the situation as both men stared between her legs at the dripping cum.
    Markus went over to the picnic basket and pulled out a washcloth and some wet wipes while Jackson removed the cuffs and rubbed her wrists. It was a bit embarrassing, but he insisted on cleaning her up and then sat her down and started dishing out the food. To her surprise, after such a big breakfast, Cassie found herself hungry again. While the men were busy, she surreptitiously tried to pull up her neckline and down the hem so she was somewhat covered. Of course they noticed.
    “I guess that has to come completely off.” Jackson looked toward his brother and winked. He pulled it up and over her head but didn’t let her pull her arms out. Instead, he pulled the tank down behind her so her arms were trapped. He stepped back and surveyed his handiwork and laughed when he saw her thunderous expression.
    “Behave yourself or we’ll have to spank you again.”
    “Hmmf.” Cassie sat back and looked to one twin and then the other. They looked so damned pleased with themselves. Fine. She’d let them have their fun now, but sometime soon, she’d have her revenge. It was only a matter of time.
    “So,” she asked. “How am I supposed to eat and drink with my hands trapped behind me?”
    Jackson grinned, filled a plate, and sat down opposite her and slightly to her right. Markus filled another plate sat down beside his brother, but slightly to her left. The scooted forward until they were less than an arm’s length from her. They sat with their legs crossed, and so she crossed hers, too. Then they proceeded to feed her as they ate. There was potato salad and coleslaw and pieces of fruit and little sandwiches and even chicken fingers with dipping sauces. They had an interesting technique with the sauces. They opened the containers and poured the sauces on her breasts, Ranch on the left one and BBQ on the right. It was silly and messy and fun. And when they’d finished eating, they leaned forward and pushed her on her back and proceeded to lick the remaining sauce off her nipples. By the end of the meal, they were all hot and bothered again.
    Jackson got up to put the uneaten food and their used plates away. Markus helped her sit up and then pulled her tank the rest of the way off. She tried to move her arms and felt all tingly. He massaged her arms and shoulders, until the feeling had come back. Then he leaned forward and kissed her. No games, no playing, no dominating. Just simple passion. She kissed him back. He pushed her down and moved on top of her. Raising