" I hadn't a clue what he was talking about until he turned the monitor round so that I could see what he was looking at.It was a video of me on our '...ucking machine'. For any readers that haven't read part 6 of my journal, the 'fucking machine' is a machine that Jon got someone to build in the back bedroom, or 'punishment' room at home. My hands are tied above my head and the machine raises then lowers me onto a dildo over and over again.About 8 months ago Jon bought a video camera and taped. I was dripping wet and I couldn't wait to have my first ever FUCK and I didn't care who did me as long as it was NOW! She left the room for a second and came back up with three of the boys in tow. She told them that her new friend (me) was ready to loose her virginity and that they needed to be careful. She rolled me over on my back and had me put my legs up in the missionary style. Her brother was actually one of the boys there so I guess he must have probably been either fucking his own. ) aur bua se ek dum chipak gaya mene bua ki kamar par hath rakh kar dekha ke woh so gayi hai. Kya woh gaheri nind me thi toh mene apeni chadi niche ki aur apena lund bahar nikala aur bua ki gaand pr rakh diya peticoat ke upar se hi. Aur apena ek pair bua ki kamar par rakh diya aur apene ek hath me hua ke pet par pherene laga achanak mera laund tight hone laga to me thoda niche khiska aur mene bua ke gaand ke crack ko peticoat ke uper se hi andar karne laga. Phir mene bua ki gaand ke upar laund. ‘I quite liked the role playing, you know. I’ve never done that before.’ Anderson looked at her. ‘I bet there are plenty things you haven’t done before that we’ve covered this weekend.’ Farida nodded. ‘Yes, that’s true. Role playing made it easier, though.’ Anderson felt his heart beat increase, pitter-patter. So, if Farida was really into this role playing, was her admittance telling him that he could do whatever he wanted to her? He didn’t want to raise his hopes too high but her comment.