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tongue merely dashed away, chasing around the edge of the areola again.
    Kevin’s tongue dipped into my folds, exploring, tracing a wavy path up toward my clit.  He brushed the edge of it, setting my nerve endings on fire... but only crushing disappointment followed as he flickered his way back toward my slit.
    They went on like that for endless minutes, teasing me, torturing me, their tongues edging closer to those aching targets, only to dance away, leaving me panting and desperate.
    Finally I couldn’t take any more. “Please,” I whispered, my voice a ragged whimper. “Lick me.  Suck me.  Oh God, please!”  I shifted my hips, keening and gasping for relief.
    “Is that Marissa , submitting to our will?” Kevin murmured from between my legs.
    “I think it was,” Charlotte teased in a lilting tone, looking up at me.  Her tongue ran up the side of a nipple in one brief, tantalizing stroke.
    I bucked, moaning. “Please, I need to come.”
    The assault that followed was an onslaught of my senses.  Their hands were everywhere: stroking, caressing, fondling.  Their tongues skittered over my flesh, licking and sucking.
    Kevin flickered his tongue around my clit, swirling and nipping it, driving me mad.  Charlotte sucked on one tit, massaging the nipple and sucking so hard that my milk let down, leaking like crazy from both sides.  She used one hand to massage and gently squeeze the breast she sucked on, while the other hand pinched and twisted my nipples, almost, but not quite, to the point of pain.
    I reached up and wrapped my hands around the wood slats of the headboard, pulling hard on them as my body bucked and shifted, and I lost complete control. Every muscle in my body was tensing and straining as I came, writhing and arching my back.  My last, guttural cry was almost a scream, tears of ecstasy and relief stinging my eyes.
    But they kept on licking, even as my body trembled in throes of passion.  It was the most exquisite torture I’d ever experienced, and I simultaneously wished it would never end, and yet needed it to end.
    “Stop!” I gasped, twisting away from them.  The tension leaked from my body, and I lay there rasping, the sweaty strands of my hair stuck to my face.  My body felt like a pool of melted flesh on the bed.  I couldn’t muster the energy to move a finger.
    “My turn!” Charlotte demanded triumphantly.
    She leaned over my limp body and pulled Kevin to her, kissing him in a show of erotic delight.
    “I’m afraid I can’t move to oblige you both,” I said. “I can hardly move my mouth.”
    “Your mouth might be enough.” Kevin shot me a mischievous look.
    He crawled over me, nudging Charlotte off the bed and turning around so he could straddle my head. “Scoot her down,” he ordered.
    Charlotte complied, walking to the foot of the bed and pulling me by the ankles so that my feet dangled off the mattress.  My head now laid just ahead of his knees.
    I couldn’t imagine what he had planned.
    “Crawl up here and bend over, right in front of me,” he said.
    She climbed up and straddled my chest and pinning my arms to my sides as she sat back, her ass hovering just in front of my face
    “Now bend over, ass in the air, and lick Marissa’s pussy, while she licks yours.”
    “I don’t know if I can take anymore,” I protested.
    “Now!” he demanded.
    I obeyed, my desire roaring to life again as he took control.  I looked up at his cock, rigid and ready to plunge into Charlotte’s pussy.  He gave it a few strokes, then aimed and shoved it deep inside her with one thrust.
    She gasped, almost falling face-first between my legs, then righted herself, sighing as he thrust into her, hard and fast.
    “Start licking.  This pussy is so tight, I don’t even want to hold myself back.”
    I lifted my head, angling myself and stretching out my tongue so that I could reach Charlotte’s clit without interfering with Kevin’s thrusts.  I lapped against her tiny clit,