The boy who slept the night said “it’s great place to fuck”. I told the navigator that he could just pretend fishing and watch out for strangers...while we were “fucking” and gave him good amount of money for his service. I wasnt afraid that he would tell someone about this because we wouldnt be going there ever again. So he went back of the boat and sat down turning his back at us. I started rimming the guy whom I fucked last night and the other guy was jerking and sucking my cock. When the guy. It was like caressingmy balls, yet better. I resolved not to ruin the experience by over-thinking it. My hips were bucking slightly on their own accord. There wasa new desire emanating from my sex, and it demanded attention. Much to myhorror, I wanted to put the toy inside me; into my pussy.I hesitated. Did I really want to fuck myself? What would that mean formy self-image? What if I liked it? Would I start desiring men? Thatthought disturbed me. However, I trusted Natalie. Even if I told her. She had no idea who Heather was but it occurred to her that these men thought she was someone else. Then the man fucking her ass started fucking her harder with long deep strokes.Cathy moaned as she had her first anal sex. She expected it to hurt but her body was so aroused she only felt a new perverse pleasure. Then she looked at the camera and realized that others would see her being bound and fucked and suddenly she wanted to see it herself. She wanted more of what she was getting. Her body. .., but Mr. Ericson," I sputtered."Don't give me any buts, young lady. Those transparencies mean keeping or losing a major client. I had to give that courier fifty dollars of company money to convince him to wait for that package. I am still trying to decide whether that fifty comes out of your regular pay, your severance pay, orthe skin of your ass. Now take off that coat and go wait for me in my office. I expect to find youstanding in front of my desk when I come in there."She didn't know.