I swallowed as much as I could but there was still a little bit that dripped out of the corner of my mouth and ran down my chin. Susan moved in and st...rted Kissing her husband passionately. I sat back on my knees and watched.I glanced at the clock and it said 5:35. "Oh damn I need to get home."They broke their kiss and Susan said not to worry. She told mark to get dressed and she ran up stairs. She came down carrying one of Mark's T-shirts and a pair of her shorts. she told me to go ahead and. I open the kit, a simple folding wallet, and undo the press studs holding the swatch of fabric with the dressmaker pins. I look over at my lover, staring at me now with eyes wide. Still tears at the edges, but hints of questioning and the first dribbles of fresh fear creeping in. As I separate the swatch of pins and return the rest of the kit to the nightstand, a gust of lavender reaches my nose. There must be a sprig tucked in a pocket. As it passes I realise how strong the scents of sweat and. What made this incident special was that here a strictly lesbiangirl was forced to have sexual intercourse with a man. I now understood thatthis must have been extraordinarily stimulating to my Mistress?s dominantpassion. This gave Her ultimate power over my sexuality. At the same time Iknew that my submission to my Mistress would never have been complete if I hadinsisted on my proudly cultivated lesbian disposition, which unacceptablyrestricted the power my Mistress was able to exercise over. She was sat on the bed rubbing the first lads cock as he rolled her nipple as they kissed, the other guy was licking her other nipple as his hand was moving up her thigh, when it reached the front of her knickers she let out another gasp. As he got on the floor she parted her thighs easily as he crouched in front of her his tongue was soon on her crotch as she gasped again. The first lad stood up as Donna unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down he took them off his cock was standing up poking.