Um, you know. Tanner coughed once he saw me notice Timothy, and he began creeping his hand up my other leg. Both of their hands were now on the inside...of my inner thigh, nearing the juicy mound. "What are you doing?" I hissed. "Shhh . . ." Timothy hushed me as he pushed my purple American Apparel skirt up farther on my thigh. Now the only thing separating him was my light blue thong. Tanner reached over and lightly touched my pussy through the fabric and by reflexes my legs instantly spread. She reaches over while not missing a lick,and unzips my pants,to free my raging hardon,and begins to take turns,sucking mine then his,and so on.It was a beautiful sight to see her with a cock in each hand,Her head bobbing up and down back and forth.She would work you real good a few stroke,go in for a deep throat,then switch.As she switched from mine to his,I grabbed the back of her head,andshoved her head down on his cock till she was gagging,and when I stopped,she would just look up with this. We stand there in silence for a moment. I realize the man is truly beautiful. His blue eyes accent his light brown hair. He has a tight brown t-shirt on that shows the contours of his broad chest. He’s a little taller than me, though most guys are. ‘You want to come inside,’ he says. It’s not a question but more a statement and suddenly the thought of following him into his house makes my body feel warmer. I definitely do want to follow him inside. We make our way into the house and he closes. You have been on the computer a good bit while I play all day. I’m curious about what you are doing, but you had told me firmly this morning that I was to stay on my blanket while I play. But the curiosity got the better of me, and I crawl down the hall to see what was going on.Kneeling in the doorway, I watch as you are packing a suitcase. You look up and see me. There is a stern look on your face, and you come over and scoop me up so fast and lay me over your lap before I know it. I am.