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even massaged her hands and wrists. Then, like choreographed dancers, the fingers kneaded her back and pressed each indentation of her spine.
    When they reached her buttocks she jerked at their touch, but the oil was so soothing to her burning skin she relaxed again almost at once. In the background, she heard voices and moans as the game continued in the centre of the circle, but all she could think about right then was her own pleasure.
    Mark, on her right, drizzled oil at the top of the cleft of her buttocks. As he did so, Jake’s fingers spread it down the length of the crevice. When he came to her anus and worked oil into her hot, dark tunnel, a pulse started to throb in her cunt again. No, not possible , she thought. She’d just had a series of giant orgasms, following others before it. How could her body respond again so fast?
    “Like that, do you?” Mark teased, his finger probing and wiggling.
    “Mmm,” she purred, trying to lift her hips to indicate she wanted more.
    He pulled his hand back. “Uh uh uh. This is purely therapeutic.”
    “Then I need lots of therapy,” she managed to say.
    Her feet were next then her ankles and calves and finally her thighs. The busy fingers brushed the creases where thigh and buttocks met. They separated her legs and knuckles barely touched the swollen lips of her pussy, but it was enough to send a slight wave of heat through her.
    But then two pairs of hands turned her onto her back, and two sets of fingers removed the clamps from her nipples. Pain instantly surge through the engorged points, but as the warm oil was applied and massaged into them, the pain was replaced by shocks of pleasure.
    “Your nipples are a work of art,” Jake murmured, working the oil into the breast closest to him. “Like painted plums, ripe for the sucking. And your breasts. So firm.” GAME ON
    Desiree Holt
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    Despite the fact it was coated with the oil, he’d leant forward and swiped his tongue across the nipple he’d been working on. More tingles shimmered through Lisa, enhanced when Mark did the same thing on her other side. She reached up to the two heads, pressing them against her hard before they wrapped their fingers around her wrists.
    “No, no,” Jake said. “You’re just supposed to lie there. Didn’t we tell you the rules?”
    “Are you looking to be punished?” Mark asked, a hint of laughter in his tone.
    “Yes,” she answered in a low voice, “but not before I recover from the last one.” They both laughed and went back to work, working the oil into her body with the same meticulous precision they’d used on her back. But this time, when they worked their way up her legs, they nudged her thighs apart and two sets of fingers slowly rubbed the oil into her swollen cunt. She’d been convinced there wasn’t a drop of sexual liquid left in her body, but the oil must have had magic qualities to it because immediately her pussy moistened and the beating of the pulse intensified.
    “More,” she moaned, trying to impale herself on the fingers.
    “Not yet, sugar.” Mark leant down and covered her mouth with his, his tongue probing and searching.
    Just the touch of increased the heat rising through her woke up the pulses in every erotic zone she possessed. Jake captured her wrists with one hand while continuing to stroke the oil into her inner tissues. His thumb brushed lightly against her clit then retreated, and he trailed his lips over her cheek.
    “We’re going to fuck you,” he said in a low, warm voice. “Both of us. Would you like that, sugar?”
    “Yes,” she whispered into Mark’s mouth.
    “We have to pick the card for it,” Jake continued. “You just lie here for a minute while we get things ready.”
    Lisa closed her eyes, revelling in the soothing feel of the oil and what it was doing to her well-used body. She could hear voices all around her, but she let the sound wash over her. Never had she expected to find herself participating in a situation