First came a pair of opera-length white satin gloves,exceedingly tight and fetishistic. So tight, in fact, that Icould scarcely move my elbows or fing...rs once they were on. Sheforced my arms behind my back and demonstrated the gloves' othersecret: The two halves of a nylon zipper ran up the inner side ofeach glove. Forcing my arms close together, she closed thezipper, imprisoning my arms as if they were bound in a singleglove. Over this elegant bondage she placed a white satin capethat fell to. We knew we would have trouble with our inhibitions if we weren't a little high, so we took a few joints along in case our host wasn't providing. Then we bathed, shaved, showered, deodorized, perfumed and dressed with care. With a last look in the mirror we set off for the orgy."I can't believe where we are going." Lizbeth said a little nervously."We are not really going there," I replied not less nervously, "It's all a dream, the alarm will ring and we'll wake up—before penetration." I reached. I considered myself average in the looks department and I took awhile to fully develop.My breasts didn't finish their fullness until my early 20's but I always had a nice round firm butt. Since I am average height (5' 8") for a girl, my legs weren't anything exceptional unless I wore French cut bikini suits or panties which emphasized my legs and made them look longer. My breasts have since achieved "B" sometimes "C" size depending on the time of the month, etc.I was 20 when my first actual. “Mein so nahi paa rahi hun. Bohot nasha chadaha hua hai,” she finally spoke and I was right about what was happening.“Par abhi! Koi uth gaya to?”“Dekh ab aur bardasht nahi ho raha. Andar se mano jee katne ko daud raha hai. Ab aur mat intezaar ar wa. Jaldi se kar lenege,” she said desperately.I could not resist since she was pleading and wanted it so desperately. She had never done something of this sort and it was exciting to see something like this come from her. I agreed on it. I asked her to.