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passage. His movements are rough.
    “Nope, nothing more inside. This is fun,
almost like groping in a goodie bag.”
    Max chortles. “Be nice, Alex.”
    “Here, you suck these balls, Brad.”
    There are soft, moist noises as Brad takes
the balls into his mouth. I cream just to think of him rolling the
balls onto his tongue as though they are cherries. I wonder if he
relishes the sourish taste of my private gel.
    Just in case I’m tempted to look backwards,
Max holds my head down.
    “Don’t stop deep throating me,” he says in a
hoarse voice. Indeed, his cock has grown even harder.
    The fingers continue to stroke and massage
my pussy – its clefts, mons, lips, clit and vaginal walls. They
pull open my outer and inner lips, testing the elasticity of my
skin and the lushness of my flesh. They finger my clit, making me
whimper and squirm with need.
    More fingers move to my anus and stretch it
wide open. Someone pinches my clit while another finger penetrates
my asshole and shoves itself deep inside. The finger makes a clean
sweep of my rectum, circling my anal sphincter.
    I hear groans at the back of me.
    “I’ve gotta do this,” a twin says. “I’ve
gotta rim her.”
    A soft, twitching tongue descends onto my
anus. Its clever undulations tickle the edge of my crater, flicking
over and under the rim. I squeal against Max’s penis in my throat.
The sensation is delightful and electric, coupled with that wrought
by the three fingers plunging into my vagina and massaging my wet
passage there with firm, bold strokes. The tongue circles my entire
sphincter so that it is wetted thoroughly.
    “Can she suck us?” A twin asks.
    “Yeah, sure,” Max replies.
    Gently, he dislodges my mouth from his
swollen cock. “Easy does it. You’ve been a good, good girl, Gina.
Now I need you to be better .”
    I look up, Max’s pre-cum dripping from my
lips. The twins have slipped their thongs off. Their proud cocks
stand magnificent and erect. Now I can’t tell them apart again.
Their red cocks are huge and identical – shaped pretty much like
Max’s. Alice watches from the side, a baleful expression on her
lovely features. A little distance away, Heathcliff and the waiter
stand respectfully at attention.
    One of the twins snaps his sticky fingers.
“Heathcliff, some ketchup and mayo, please.”
    “Of course, sir.”
    As Heathcliff brings the necessary
accoutrements, Max makes me kneel in front of one of the twins, who
grins down at me.
    “I’m Alex,” he says.
    “How would I be able to tell you apart?” I
ask.
    “I’ve got more pubic hair than he does.
That’s because he plucks it off, the goat.”
    “I do not,” retorts Brad.
    “It falls off then, like a balding
patch.”
    “The fuck it does. You’d better watch your
mouth and I’ll knock your teeth in,” his twin says playfully.
    And indeed, Alex has a bushier patch than
Brad. That serves me well only if two of them are in the same
place, but not if they are individually alone. I have to admit that
I’m quite excited about this. The twins are very beautiful and
their cocks are lovely and snug. I can already imagine those
marvelous dongs pushing apart my pussy walls.
    It isn’t the type of romantic relationship I
envisioned having with Max, but it brings its own particular brand
of erotic enticement.
    I’m on all fours, my tits fully exposed and
the sling bikini’s crotch tucked in nicely between the left side of
my pubis and the groove of my left thigh. Alex takes the two
squeeze bottles from Heathcliff, who nods at me encouragingly. He’s
amazing, that Heathcliff, to be able to maintain such a mask.
    Alex squeezes the ketchup in a wavy line
onto the dorsal plane of his finely tumescent cock, followed by the
mayonnaise. The final effect is that of what you would get atop a
juicy hot dog.
    “That’s one damned fine sausage,” Max
remarks.
    “Thank you,” Alex says. “I’ll not be
slapping it between two sesame seeded buns though.”
    He inches his