Tom was sitting in his armchair naked, stroking a formidable cock. His eyes were glued to the television screen.Cathy's eyes took in the whole scene i... a second. Tom with his cock in his hand, and a naked Sandra on the screen, her arse in the air, being fucked from behind by a naked man, who was not Tom.For a moment, Cathy stood rooted to the spot. Then, as she tried to back out quietly, she caught her elbow on a table lamp, sending it crashing to the floor.“What the hell…” Tom swung round in. She was an only child and being an only child in such a big house could be lonely sometimes. Her parents had let her put her bedroom at the top of the house on the third floor where the rooms were fewer and smaller. It was almost like her own mini house on top of her parents’ house.In one corner of her room were her room was her lacrosse gear: pads, sticks, cleats. Her bed, covered with stuffed animals, was under one of the eaves, the ceiling meeting the right-hand side. Posters of young hunks. They talked for a minute and then started to walk down. I wasn't sure if I should pull my shorts up or not, but decided to take a risk.They walked toward me and stopped close to me and started caressing me and squeezing my ass. They were both pinning themselves against me--and they were much larger than I. I was getting totally turned on by this, and the fact that they hadn't said a word.The man behind me had his crotch pushed up hard against me and was grinding me. I could feel the seam of his. ‘You must be Lisa’ she said in a soft husky voice which sounded so feminine and sexy. I answered yes, and she let me into her house. She knew this was my first ever meeting with another girl, and very quickly tried to put me at ease. ‘Cup of tea honey?’ she asked as I followed her into the kitchen, ‘Oh and you can take your bag into the bedroom upstairs on the left’. I went up into the room and she had set up a small makeup table with a full length mirror next to it. I put my bag down and.