She was smoking a cigarette and occasionally would blow smoke into his face as she forced the dildo deeper and deeper into his mouth. 

 He looke... back at me and the whole story came gushing out as if he'd been waiting his whole life to tell someone this story that he'd been carrying around as if no one would ever fully understand him. 

He broke down. He began begging me to understand that he wasn't gay, that he had no interest in men, that he just felt the need to have a woman "take him". She wasn't afraid of him, or even angry, and the ring where the choker circled her throat burned with the same throbbing heat as her reddening cheek. She didn't have to look, she could feel her nipples starting to stand out stiffly in the cool air of the basement, and felt a familiar itching tingle begin further down. Somebody chuckled at how quickly her pants came off when she was back on her feet.The thought of lying on that dirty mattress made her skin crawl, especially after she sat down. "Shannon!" I yelled as I stopped looking. Even if I screamed at the top of my voice, she wouldn't hear me. Even now, the neighbor's house was just a speck of light between the trees and the darkness. I looked back in, and their clothes were nearly off. Shannon was standing in only her blue bra and her short jeans skirt. The boy's pants were down by his ankles. "Impressive," I said looking at the boy's dick. It wasn't too small or too big, but from this distance, it looked big enough. Shannon. Both Pam and Becky were naked and like me, they too were shaved. I could see two slits as they walked towards me and watched as there breasts bounced and jiggled as they walked... And I could see that they both had rings hanging from each of their pussy lips. And like Pam, Becky also had rings through her nipples now. Pam brought Becky over to where I was, and told her to assume position one. I watched as Becky put her hands behind her head, and spread her legs wide apart and pushed her.