Needing to be fucked. Needing to cum.I had set up a video camera facing the bed, turned it on, hit record, and continued my dance on the bed. My danc... turned into a striptease. First came the blouse falling to the bed...slowly I unzipped my skirt...and wriggled it down my legs...over my throbbing cock...over my knees and to my feet. My pantyhose is soaked with sticky pre-cum. Tracing my fingers across my balls and over my cock I moan louder, my heart racing, my breath coming in gasps.I. I move my face closer to his cock and blow on it. He can feel my breath on his cock and he shutters a little, I smile. I take the head into my mouth, my tongue teasing it in my mouth and my hand pumping up and down his shaft. He slams his hands down on the seats and looks up. I pull up my shirt to expose my breasts in a light blue seer bra.I take my mouth off his member. He looks at me in shock as I pull my shirt off and and unhook my bra. I see his eye move from my flat pale tummy up to my. Interviewer: What did you do?I laughed.Me: Well, I cried. I guess it is still natural. But, I enjoyed it. The first memory I have is getting spanked. Then, spanking myself. Sadly, it didn't really hurt. Not like it did when my dad spanked me.Interviewer: That is...strange.Me: Well, you wouldn't be here, interviewing me, if I was normal, now would you?He shook his head no.Interviewer: So, you, reacted...differently to being spanked.Me: Not just to being spanked. It was, well,. Every few strokes she would pause while up and I knew that this meant she wanted me to lick his balls to make sure he was absolutely pleased. After a few minutes of that she told me to lie flat on my back on floor. She then came over on her hands and knees and lowered her dripping wet cunt onto my mouth. Her guest came up behind her and shoved his cock inside of her and as he fucked her, her cunt dragged up and down across my mouth. She then reached down and grabbed both my legs and pulled them.