She only seemed to be bothered by the thought that they had spied on her and seen her naked. I didn't think that there was that much distinction. But ...f course, I was sitting here naked and being molested by two teenage boys while a teenage girl recorded it for their future amusement and, I suppose, in case they needed any more blackmail material. Kyra was swearing quietly under her breath as she continued filming. On the screen I saw her push me away and carefully stand up. As soon as she was. All of a sudden, I feel this overpowering force that I cannot describe. All I can say is that something didn't feel normal. Not knowing what exactly was going on, I asked her, "What was that?" She says, "What was what?" Way to play stupid and deny what she was doing. She clearly knows that she just rammed something the size of a bus up my ass. There's no way she can deny it.(background info) Turns out that she had desensitizing lube on her finger when she rubbed my hole. She also apparently had. Four years priorI couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I wanted to break down and cry but the anger I was feeling wouldn’t let me. I was hurt beyond belief. Andy just sat there waiting for me to respond to his confession.Finally, I said, “Andy, I don’t know what I’m going to do right now. I know that I’m furious with you, I’m hurt to the bottom of my soul and I feel totally humiliated. I have loved you since the day we met. I’ve never been unfaithful although I’ve had a number of opportunities. She ripped my shirt and bra open and began to tongue my nipple. And that is honestly the last thing I remember. Like a true lightweight, the pot and drink caught up with me and I passed out. I woke up at about 2:30 in the morning, around 3 hours later. I was in the bathroom, with one of my friends shirts on but missing my bra. I was sat leant up against the wall with someone stroking my hair. I'd assumed it was my friend so I just kept moaning how awful I felt and apologised for ruining her.