‘What’s wrong?’ I whispered, bending to support myself on my hands, my tits hovering over his chest. ‘I’m about to throw you down and fuck y...ou,’ he whispered back. ‘But I don’t want you to stop.’ ‘Open your eyes.’ He did and they got very wide. His mouth opened and I eased my nipple back into it. He sucked hard now, biting at it and rolling his tongue over it furiously. I moaned, this time for real and bowed my head, breathing in the scent of his hair. His hands found their way to my back and. ’ She stared at me for a few minutes. ‘Would it be OK if I brought my friend here for a few minutes, I want you to meet him and understand how I feel about him. I will never leave you for him. You need someone to care for you, he already has someone. I’ll be back in about an hour and we can get to know each other.’ She leaned over and gave me a sweet kiss and left. She was back in second with a warm sweet roll on a plate. She smiled at me and left. I racked my brains and came up with nothing.. " I just don't believe it really," said Chelsea. "I mean, girl, I've heard you." And I've heard you, squealer. Doesn't mean I connect, though. Honestly, I never have." Well, anyway. It doesn't bother me either way," said Chelsea. Turning to Elaine, she said, "Kendra thought it would be a problem, but there are girls on the basketball team who are gay. It's never worried me before."Kendra was smiling now. "I never knew that. You always made fun of lesbians." So did you!" Yeah. Well... So who's. It was impossible, though. Everything I’d fantasized about was being played out before me. A young woman lay naked, blindfolded and bound to the table. Her legs folded over the edge of the table so her shaved pussy scooted right up against the table’s edge. As she wriggled against her restraints, she moaned intermittently and her ginger hair tossed and turned. On the floor at the foot of the table, another girl, a brunette, was kneeling naked, her hands cuffed behind her back, her eyes level.