I told them I would go to my bedroom to put on some clothes.When I came back, both men were sitting on the sofa, legs apart rubbing their crotches thr...ugh their trousers.“What are you doing here, lads…?” I asked them looking serious.“You were supposed to come after dinner…” Samuel replied: "Yeah, Ana, but we thought we would come early and see if we could get lucky..." He then put his trousers down, showing me a very huge erection.The bastard had a very beautiful light brown thing with uncut. " ... but Anton came clean about it. Confessed it was just mustard. He said it was just a joke, and you really didn't care what we thought of you." It was a stupid thing to do. I really don't know why I did it." Tricia confessed."You have a silly side. It's good to see it every once in a while. But I think the truth is you do care what people think of you. That's why you left, and that's why you do the work you do now." He paused. "A lot of the women at the station were proud of you, and gave. I watched as she stood and kicked off her shoes before slipping her jumper over her head revealing a pink bra with smaller breasts than mine but from what I could see, perfectly formed. Putting her arms around her back she unzipped her denim skirt sliding it down so I could see her clad in a soft plum pair of lace panties which rose to a flat tummy. She looked so sexy and I was entranced by the sight in front of me.Unclasping her bra she exposed her lovely breasts with perky brown nipples which. I braced them either side of his hips so he could slide forward and enter me again. His cock was warm and insistant against me, and I pushed forward to meet him as he pushed forward. He slid in even further than before. Fuck – a long, drawn out word escaped his lips, and just that, just him swearing turned me on even more. He worked up a rhythm inside me, slow but hard, and long, reaching into my depths with each thrust. A thin layer of sweat glimmered on us in the half-light. His hand brushed.