The problem was that she was wearing an extremely low cut blouse and her tits drove me to distraction and made it very hard for me to concentrate on m... cards - and everyone at the table knew it. Every time I got paired with Fran we got beat. At the end of the evening we decided that we would like to do it again and the following Friday found us at their house.Fran greeted us at the door and I knew immediately that I was in trouble; she was wearing a mini skirt and a tank top and she didn't have. My batchmate started feeling the pain. I pulled my finger back and then gently pushed my whole finger inside. She let out a moan. Tears started coming out of her eyes. I kept my finger in her pussy and kissed on her eyes. She felt slightly relaxed.After that, I started moving my finger to and fro in some rhythm. Her pain was slowly turning into pleasure and she was now enjoying it.I then started kissing her neck. I slid her top below her boobs and pressed her left boob with my right hand while. I had no real desire to get fucked by anyone at that point but I decided that girls were better than the guys who I can only assume had even bigger dicks, so I started doing my best to suck off Cherry before she could shove her big ass cock into my ass."Oh fuck that feels good you little cock-sucking whore. You must have done this before. Get me nice and wet so I can pop your tight virgin cherry."I sucked for a few minutes and then she pulled her dick out of my mouth and moved behind me. "This. I know you're a dirty little whore who lives for sucking cock!”The previous guy was firm and he did abuse me. But at the same time he had been gentle. Not exactly charming or loving, but gentle nonetheless. This guy was rough and aggressive. He was using and abusing my mouth. This was almost more awful than I could ever have imagined!I sucked. I gagged and choked on his big cock every time he shoved it deep down into my throat. I was nothing but an object to him; a wet mouth to receive his.