I thought she was about to have sex with me as she led me to her bedroom. No, she handed me some underwear and told me to put it on. It was frilly p...nties, stockings and a bra! Ready to explode at any minute I put the items on. I was then ushered back to the main room, where I was presented to the room. Some of the men and women were laughing at me, but this was OK as this felt amazing.Nina was finished with Billy and the other guy. She had cum on her face and stared at me with glazed. ..only I haven't heard anything.....!'...before I can answer, the bathroom door handle is turned and to my horror the door opens . In my rush I had forgot about locking it!You stand there, silhouetted against the bright light from the landing window; your thin housecoat virtually transparent ! We pause, looking at each other in mute astonishment. It crosses my mind to utter,,,'It's not what you think...!' but quickly realise that line wouldn't work in the circumstances!With my cock enfolded in. She was moaning almost constantly now. She told herself to stop, but could not, and soon forgot about trying. Hank was stroking into her, long, smooth strokes, seeming to draw out sensations from her core. Her pussy was not tingling, it was on fire. She loved the way she could feel his cock pushing its way up her channel, deep into her depths, then pull out nearly all the way before beginning its journey again. She was being stretched, gloriously so, not forcefully but gently. And each inch it. I've always been one to follow my fantasies where they lead me - often I'll start out thinking of a particular scene or person or exploring a particular idea, then by the end I've switched to something completely different and unexpected. In hindsight, that should've been a strong hint to me that my early crushes on girls weren't just Platonic admiration - even when I tried to think about boys as I masturbated, it would always be a girl's name I ended up whispering in those last desperate few.