She watched him pull his pants down and then his briefs. "Ummm. . ." shewhispered, not sure what to do now that she had two cocks in her face andboth ...were growing harder and thicker the longer she stared at them. Herfingers curled into fists at her sides and she tried to think ofsomething, anything really, to say. The one thing she didn't want them todo was hide the two massive rods from her view. She'd fantasized too longto simply allow these two men to cover the objects of her dirty. Now go upstairs and get your little ass cleaned, while I prepare myself.”Not really knowing what just happened I walked up the stairs almost in trace, my cock rock hard, the pain in my balls forgotten. Is this really going to happen, is she finally going to switch and fuck me? I was hoping for this, hoping that hiding a strapon under the Christmas Tree last year might give her the right ideas....I got into the ensuite and started to clean my ass. A couple of squirts of clear water both in and. He was tall and he was a man, not a young guy engineer in his twenties, more like in his thirties, but he was handsome and had a great looking body, a flat stomach, something I liked on a guy, it showed he worked out and looked after himself.I slowed down to get a good look at him, and our eyes met. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, and told myself not to be silly, what would a grown man see in a flat chested thirteen years old like me?As I passed him he looked me square in the face. She's super smart, one of those people who, whenever she says something that sounds weird or might insult certain groups of people, everyone assumes she just knows more than they do and lets it go without a challenge. She's not mean... she just doesn't have much of a filter and likes to inform people, many times of random stuff, to the point that I can see it when people cast her as a know-it-all.The one feature of hers that has made me, when I have a bit of a buzz, wonder about hooking up ….