But a few weeks ago, at a party, I kissed a girl and I really, really liked it.”I told her I remembered my first kiss with another girl and that I p...obably knew then that I was bisexual but did not admit it for many years later. We were sitting face to face by now and I was holding her hands. I said, “This time in your life can be very confusing and you just have to follow your heart.” Jeannie said, “Really? Just follow my heart?” I looked into her beautiful bright blue eyes and just smiled and. Looking back up at him she sees that he seems to be taken with her as much as she is with him. Wishing she could read what he was thinking right now, knowing that her thoughts were probably worse. He was looking at her, no staring at her and he couldn't stop himself. The woman was as plain as anything. Hair pulled back in a ponytail, face had a light dusting of makeup on her eyes, almost like it was there the day before and hadn't been removed. But there was something about her that was so. "She hugged me close and dried my tears, soothing me. "There, there, that's a good girl. I knew you would. This isn't going to be as bad as you fear. I love you. Just trust me... you hear me? Trust me. This is the first real test of your submission to me, and I want you to pass it with flying colors. You have to get it into your head that you are a possession now. My possession. Something to be used as I see fit on my terms. This isn't a game anymore."I heard her, but everything felt like it. . Fuck, that's so hot, knowing that in less than a minute I'll be sitting on a toilet, pulling his beautiful rigid cock down my neck, pulling his cheeks apart hard. If we have to make it a VERY quick quickie, I just work two sloppy fingers up against his prostate and milk long intense blasts of cum deep into my esophagus. And when he cums, I cum. My body has become conditioned that way through thousands of orgasms with these guys; every time one of these guys squirts his hot cream into any one.