“Open a little,” he waved his fingers at my legs. I obeyed and stood them apart a little. I knew this view he was looking at. I had, a few times before, laid my full length mirror down on the floor and stood my legs on either side of it. This view emphasized all my plumpness. Leading up my thighs giving a hint of my round butt, the split of which met with my, at the moment, fuzzy haired pussy. Through my burgundy hair you would be able to see the slight protruding pink lips. This angle also made my breasts look bigger. Narcissistically I had masturbated in this position once.
The snap of the camera cut through the silence.
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I don’t remember much else after that. I arrived back at my cabin in a haze. I felt dirty, but this was fine. I walked past the only roommate that was currently in the cabin, Charlotte, who was reading on her bed. I went straight for the bathroom, closed the door and stripped all my clothes off. Vigorously rubbing and entering myself the wet sounds began to build. I moaned.
“Are you masturbating?” I heard an amused voice from the door. “Yes,” I said not caring anything.