I'm a college student, twenty years of age, and I will tell you about my crazy life. I'm a lesbian, but only technically, I guess. Maybe I'm bisexual,...since I'm not turned off by guys, but I have always fancied girls more. There's just something special about a beautiful, confident woman that a guy simply doesn't offer. Let me continue describing my appearance.I'm not one of those lesbians who looks like a dude, not that there's anything wrong with that. I just don't want you to get a wrong. In the car she was just furious- she had never liked Jims wife , and the stories he told at dinner really set her off. She spent the whole trip back talking about what a bitch his wife was. I figured it would be a sorry night of drinking and complaining, but misery loves company and I was glad we could be there for him at least. Back at the studio we sat around the table drinking shots and talking about stuff we did in college. All the sudden my wife said draw a picture of me and she pulled off. She rubbed her head slowly against the bars of the cage as a cat might. Even the short period of isolation that she had endured until then seemed to have brought out a dependency for affection and attention.I crouched down beside the door of the cage and reached through with my hand. I brushed my fingers against her rubber covered cheek. Startled at first she backed away but then leant forward again pushing her face forward against my hand. I cupped my hand against her cheek and she pressed her. I felt it getting hard between my lips. As it hardened I placed my hands on his stomach and moved my head back and forth. I felt his hands on my head. He pulled the rubber band out and my blond hair fells across my face and down my back. He gripped my hair as his hips began to move in rhythm with my sucking. I closed my eyes and sucked more.Josh pulled me up from the floor and we embraced and kissed passionately. His tongue snaked into my mouth, and I sucked on it like I had just been sucking.