But I had chores to do, I had to wash 2 buckets of bed sheets n blankets, since our camp was coming up n I wanted to pack everything.I got down to bus...ness and got very enthusiastic as the washing machine provided was doing a good job so I put in all my clothes too and felt great relief looking at the pile of clean washed clothes. Phew! Now off to bed, so I thought, as I put my last blanket on the rope. As I was getting down the terrace I slipped n fell on the wet flooring due to washing my. I'm gonna cum again."He stopped immediately to my disappointment."Don't move." He said.He handed me his phone and got behind me. I felt his hands on my hips, but before I could brace myself, he shoved his cock inside me as deep as he could. I yelped and he pulled back and shoved in deeper."Press play." He grunted.I obeyed and the video of me tied to his bed and him fucking me started playing. I was watching myself blindfolded and tied to his bed being used and moaning like the slut I am and all. .. a good looking woman. The other feeling swirling around inside me was that in a weird way, I was attracted to myself. It is difficult to describe, but I looked at my legs, the curve of my body, the prettiness of my face in the same admiring way I look at other women. It was a very odd feeling indeed. All of this topped by the confusion caused by my possibly liking this experience. I was afraid of what this said about me as a man.As I looked at Kirsten's work I felt myself grow. Sensation began to return, making my folds throb. “Here,” Ben said, startling me, as I had forgotten he was there. “Thanks. Wouldn’t want her to get an infection from all that sugar,” Amy said. I looked up in time to see her push the neck of a bottle of water into my sticky cunt. I felt room temperature water flood my pussy, rapidly warming it. Gallons of blood rushed to my snatch, making my erect clit bulge out from its hood and swelling my slit. When Amy pulled the bottle from my hole, she.