What I learned from the last shoot: I like having my breasts grabbed. That missionary position hits the spot. That I can climax inside. That sex can feel so good. I made so many new discoveries that for a few days after the shoot, I felt like a different person. But reality isn't that sweet. Even though I'd finally discovered what felt good, there was no one to share it with. Even masturbating alone, remembering that feeling, felt good, but it wasn't enough. I was at a loss as to what to do when I got a call asking if I'd like to do another shoot. The answer was already decided from the start. It was a different person from last time, and with my ass completely exposed, he pushed my underwear into my vagina and played with it. When he licked me, it felt so good that I came, saying no, no, but I came. It was completely different from doing it alone. He squeezed my breasts, inserted his fingers into my vagina, and did everything I'd wanted him to do. This time, he even used toys that he hadn't used before. Just the tingly vibrations sent shivers down my spine and my body began to twitch. I got so scared from the pleasure that I instinctively pulled the toy out, and I could tell she laughed at me, saying it couldn't be helped. The relief of knowing she was accepting me made my licking more and more erotic. He was so rough with me, it felt really good. I don't think anyone who only knows me normally could imagine something so lewd.