He came from Chennai for festival. After that next day I was drying all our clothes at terrace Suriya came to the terrace and asked me to do you like ...porn and I got nervous and said yes. He brought his laptop with him and showed me some sex video and it made so horny I was going crazy and he said we will go deep in the woods and I will show more videos. I know what he was trying to do and I said no but he said he will say everything in the home if I don’t come. I got scared and agreed to that.. He pulled out and some juices flowed down my inner thighs. Suddenly my legs collapse from the pain and pleasure and I fell down on my knees as begging for more.?What?s your name sissy boy?? George asked.?Nancy,? I responded with a horny voice.?Would you like to clean up my mess with your beautiful mouth, Nancy?? George asked pointing toward his dick.I had no choice. I started licking on his dick and cleaning it up. It was so disgusting and humiliating to taste my own inner ?stuff? mixed with. Where was this going? Helen had been honest with me; I needed to be honest with myself. I wasn't a lesbian; I'd never had a sexual experience with another woman. Yes the ex has fantasised about it, but it was only ever a fantasy not a reality. It never entered my head. Helen wanted me to wear it for her, but then what, I knew then what. Did I want to? Did the idea repulse me? No it didn't. What did two women do together? Yes I'd seen the odd porn film but that wasn't reality.Helen stood up. Two suction cups were on her nipples, gently sucking them to attention. The third was supposed to go on her clit, but that had enough attention earlier. A warm wash cloth was rubbing her privates, cleaning her. He alternated between her ass and her pussy, playing, dipping. Sometimes he would go from the warm towel to the an ice cold one, to see her reaction. Then, he would warm her again. He felt the moisture begin again in her loins. Her clit poked through grotesquely, begging to be played.