I must have given her a quizzical look, because she explained that it was to ensure that I sat down to go to the toilet, there were ten pairs of panti...s to go over the top of these. "Why so many"? I said, "because I'm going to hide your masculinity", she said. I looked at her, standing there in a set of underwear, including a waist slip, and a T shirt. "Why" I said. "To make you feel more feminine" was the reply. Damn how was I going to get out of this. Moving behind me she pushed my. . fuck me... fuck... me ahhhhhh you're both so... big... in me. Deeper... deeper." I moaned and cried this out to them between my gasping breaths. "Ya bitch! Get these dicks!!" Glen grunted as he worked my ass."Yaaa... yaaaa... I want it! Wreck my hole... fuuccckkk yes. Fuck me, fuck me together."Kurt began to spank me as he drove his hog into me, "Damn this' hot!! Come on, open that ass on these dicks!" You're such a slut, such a fucking slut. You just love cock don't you? Fucking ass just. I could see her navy blue colored bra from her white top which had now become see-through. From there, we headed my home as her home was far and it was in the more flooded area, the thought of taking her home in this situation with the heater on had already given me a hard-on, suddenly I was lusting on her.My thoughts had changed for her after looking at all her curves, I think she had noticed my bulge but she was not saying anything, she had a mischievous smile on her face and a romantic song. In general, I find solo men and gays tedious to listen to; with them it tends to be all about the end product not the journey. Lost in my thoughts of past experiences I was caught off guard, though almost on cue at a little after ten, by the squeak of the internal door in the next room and the compressing and uncompressing of tired bed springs as someone clambered into bed. I quickly shut off the TV and listened. Nothing. Maybe I'd imagined it. Maybe it was from the room above and the acoustics.