I was mowing the lawn in the front yard, beads of sweat dripping down my face, out of breath and wearing my rough clothes that were about three sizes ...oo small for me. Even the sun gave a disapproving glare. Yet when her car pulled up and she stepped out of the back door she looked my way and gave a sheepish grin. I swear I almost fainted at the sight of her (maybe this was partly down to the rapidly building sun stroke, but you get the picture). She was a sight to behold for sure. Standing at. Often I will find myself looking around and comparing girls to myself. It all happened this one time she slept over. I have this friend named Tiffany. She is 18, 5’5 with dark dyed red hair and piercing green eyes. She’s about 130 lbs and a 34C. She is so hot with peircings all through her ears and dark makeup. Everyone knows she’s a lesbian. Me, Liz, I’m 17,5’8 with long blonde hair and blue eyes. I am 135 lbs and have 34DD boobs. I’ve never been with a girl before. Our night started with. Drawn like a moth to a flame I run my hands lightly over your hanging breasts and up over your sides to your waist. Normally my caresses would carry on their trajectory and continue up across your hips to rest delicately on the soft roundness of your naked bottom. Not tonight though. This time they can’t. Not because I don’t want them to but because tonight my hands are sharing your body with another pair of capable hands. I can see the owner of the hands behind you, but YOU can only feel his. He then proceeded to capture most of what remained on my face and added it to what was already within my mouth, cautioning me once more not to swallow any of it. The director was quite pleased with what had transpired and urged the other stud to get busy and give me another "cum bath". I had to go through the same humiliating process of sucking the stud's fingers clean of my blood and other material. To make matters worse he insisted that I perform fellatio on him, despite the fact that.