Donna collapsed on the bed and Peter slowly eased his cock from her cunt. Donna felt the cool air of the room rush into her pussy as it was vacated by... the massive cock. Barbara stared at Peter’s semi-hard cock as it looked menacing dripping with their combined juices. Peter looked at Barbara and he could tell that she was turned on even though she was nervous. ‘You suck now then I fuck you,’ Peter ordered. As if in a trance Barbara lowered her mouth to the large shaft and took it in her mouth.. I don't want to see you any more." She hesistates as she turns away then adds quietly, "i'm sorry."The door closes silently as I stand a gape, flacid and cold. I wept as I put my pjs on and cry myself to sleep. The early morning dawn wakes me un-rested and still sobbing. I silence my alarm and go into the kitchen to start coffee for myself. I check my phone for the millionth time and then call her. The phone rings once then is sent to a computer message that makes it clear she blocked me. I. She was very clear to say "she was not a lesbian" but wondered what they felt like anyhow. I was not sure where she was going with this, but she had my attention. I grabbed on to the thought. (Not literally, at least not yet!) I said I often had the same thoughts. (being clear to say "I'm not a lesbian either" even though I am!) hehe.I said I admired her strawberry nipples, She said "thank you" but seemed just a bit shy. I said I would love to touch them. She said "ok". I did. I could feel. ... I mean really... I am far from perfect myself.Once in the show, we started drinking. The band was awesome and we were rocking out and all seemed better. Then she says to me...."I want to suck your dick here, where can we go?" I was shocked... My first instinct was the bathroom. We tried the mens room first, but there was an attendant there, and he wasn't having any of that action. The line to women's room was way to long. Shit! Thought I was out of luck, suggested we go out to the car. She.