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A few weeks after our second intense session, Ranvir and I decided we wanted more. We both knew Laura had been watching us. The sweet, petite presenter with her innocent smile and curvy little body had been stealing glances at our cleavages for ages. She was always so proper and demure on air, the classic good little gir-next-door type girl. But we could both tell she was burning for something inside.

We invited her over for “drinks and a catch-up” at my house. After a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere grew thick with some sort of tension. Ranvir and I sat on either side of Laura on the sofa, our skirts riding high up on our thighs.

“You’ve been staring at our tits all evening, Laura,” Ranvir said softly, cupping one of her own heavy breasts. “Don’t be shy. We’ve noticed.”

Laura’s cheeks flushed bright red. She bit her lip, looking down with wide, nervous eyes.

“I… I shouldn’t,” she whispered. “I’m married… this is wrong…”

But her eyes kept switching between my deep cleavage and Ranvir’s full Indian breasts straining against her top.

I leaned in and gently kissed her neck. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, sweetheart. But we both know you want it.”

Ranvir reached over and slowly pulled my top down, letting my massive breasts spill out. Laura’s breath hitched. As she stared hungrily.

“Would you like to touch them,” I whispered.

With trembling hands, Laura reached out and cupped one of my heavy tits, moaning softly as she felt its weight. Ranvir did the same, pulling her own dress down. Soon Laura was sitting between us, shyly fondling and squeezing our breasts.

“I’ve wanted to feel these for so long…” she confessed, voice shaking.

That was when we took control.

We led her to the bedroom. Laura was trembling with nerves and excitement. Before we went any further, she looked at us with flushed cheeks and whispered:

“Promise me something… Tie my wrists behind my back. I want to feel like I’m being forced. Like I have no choice other than let you use and abuse me.”

Ranvir and I exchanged a thrilled look. We stripped Laura down to her panties, revealing her tight little body, perky tits with hard pink nipples. Then we used one of my silk scarves to tie her wrists lightly behind her back.

Now helpless, Laura looked incredibly vulnerable and sexy.

We pushed her down onto her knees in front of us. “On your knees, you dirty little voyeur,” Ranvir said, grabbing Laura’s hair. She pulled Laura’s face straight into her pussy. “Lick.”

“No, not this. This isn’t what I wanted, I just wanted to lick on your tits”.

Laura cried out desperately as Ranvir forced Laura’s mouth against her dripping cunt. At first she shock her head, refusing to do as ordered, but then she tentatively stuck out her tongue to lick Ranvir’s slit, but soon she was lapping eagerly, and sucking on Ranvir’s clit while I knelt beside them, feeding one of my fat tits into Laura’s mouth whenever Ranvir let her up for air.

“Good girl,” I praised her. “Lick her pussy like the secret slut you are.”

We moved to the bed. I lay back with my knees pushed up and my thighs spread while Ranvir pushed Laura’s face between my them, her tied hands

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