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Jill and I were now gagged with the same gag. Our lips were touching. Our eyes looked into each others from about two inches. Neither of us could move our heads since we were strapped together. I was not able to look down but I felt Bob removing my skirt and could tell that he was also removing Jill’s. I felt our hips touch and knew that neither one of us had worn any panties. Bob didn’t say anything but held another “toy” in front of our faces. It appeared to be a dildo but, like the gag, it looked like it both ends were designed to be inserted. I felt Bob insert one end of the dildo into me and, from the expression on Jill’s face, I knew that he had inserted the other end into her. Bob then took a heavy leather strap and put it around both Jill’s and my waist. He cinched it tight so that our bodies were tightly together. He then put another strap around our thighs and cinched it tight. This forced the double dildo deeper into.

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