When Tiffany finally had her erection, Biff got a mouthful of something he didn't want a mouthful of. At all. He spit it out with disgust and nearly vomited all over his bedroom floor.
Several times, Sarah tried to pull Biff away from Tiffany, but she couldn't do it. It's like he was stuck there, glued to the floor. He didn't pull away until at least two hours after he began sucking.
Tiffany looked down at the foreign organ sticking out between her legs and then she began to cry. It wasn't erect anymore, so it was much smaller. But it didn't matter what the size was. She was a freak. No guy would want to be with her now. Unless they were gay.
"Are you gay?" she suddenly asked Biff.
"Are you fucking joking?"
"Well, you did just suck her off for over two hours," Sarah pointed out.
Biff glared at her. "I couldn't help myself. It's like something was making me do it, against my will." He looked back at Tiffany. "No, I'm not gay." His eyes fell down to the penis between her legs. "Ugh. I can't believe I did that. I'll have nightmares the rest of my life. I wish ..."
