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Beached

Sitting alone at the beach near the villa where a full-on drug-sex-and-alcohol was happening, I became sure of who I didn’t want to hang around, not because of the people but of the state they were in, which none of them were in the right mind to even speak properly.

Out there, in the bone-chilling breeze, Lisa was the last person I’d expect to see dragging her feet through the fine sand.

‘Have you found someone to bring home tonight?’

‘Not really. I thought I might have a better chance here.’

‘Here? Who?’

The two-second gaze I gave her took a further five seconds to get to her, the both of us thereafter breaking out into laughter. She moved closer to me to shield herself from the wind, but that wouldn’t be as effective as the shirt I (took off and) helped put over her bikini top.

When that didn’t help, she put my arm over her shoulder and snuggled into my chest, the closest we have ever gotten in forever. To be fair, despite our vastly different lifestyle, I didn’t imagine her to be the romantic type. She always seemed to be the outgoing, noisy and if I had to discriminate her sexual preference, it would be wild and possibly ‘hardcore’.

(She whispered) ‘Are you serious about finding someone at the beach to bring home?’

‘Haha. Of course not. Who would come out here? Maybe except for you?’

Before I noticed what she was up to, the knot on my shorts has already been undone, and the Velcro fly made it even easier for her to stick a hand into it. Given how secluded and discreet we were, I did not resist her very fiercely. To see if she was really into me, I put a hand across her chest and into her shorts – where she spread her thighs for me.

When I felt that hot, juicy oyster squishing around my finger, I lost control of my hand rubbing that pearl crazy. A few moans escaped her lips before she could put them over my cock, as a pacifier to keep her voice down. The more I massaged her clit, the harder her body struggled. Before I knew it, she was trying to get her shorts off, just as she squirted in her panties.

Not that it would stop us from having our fun, we picked our belongings and walked three minutes to a service building. At the forested area behind, we found a wooden patio and removed just the clothes we needed to bang, namely her panties, and my shorts.

I had her bent over a table and began fucking her from behind, ramming my cock as fast as she could handle it. The way her vagina gripped my shaft, was so agonising that I had to pause every now and then. After she came once, I found myself getting forced out of her tightening pussy, but not before I shoved it right back in. A few more thrusts got her trembling so violently, for reasons unknown until a huge gush just suddenly splashed into the ground between our feet.

Catching that opportunity right in the balls, I rammed my cock deeper than ever, rapidly like a machine gun to drive her wild. As soon as I felt that urge building up, I pulled out of her and put my arm around her, to tease that clit until she came again.

I was seated back on my ass on the attached wooden bench so she could ride me in reverse (facing away), until I became the one groaning for my life. Everything ‘came’ and passed the moment I unloaded into her pussy, that just couldn’t stop squeezing me no matter if I had all or nothing left.

The panicky us cleaned up as much as we could and made our way back to the villa, her in a wet, denim shorts, lipstick all smeared, wobbly on her toes, while I appeared unaffected. Everyone could have guessed what we did, if not for the fact that a handful of the girls also looked as exhausted as her.

We bade our farewell to everyone who knew us and took our leave, her being the ‘girl I bring back from the beach’.

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Graced

‘Thank you for staying with me the whole day’, Grace whispered as we laid in bed, at about an arm’s length away. I have spent the entire day at the coffee shop next to the hotel where she was offering her ‘services’ at, though my presence was mostly there to make her feel safe.

It was almost 1am when I was asked to go up to her room, after the seventh men was done. As thrilled as I was to know that she has reached the target amount, a bigger part of me was aching to the unimaginable, emotional turmoil she has gone through to achieve that.

The moment I walked into her room, she just threw her panty-clad body at me without regard, sobbing in both joy and relief that it was over. Just when I thought I showered pretty quickly, she outdone me by finishing the packet of roasted pork rice at the same time. Dressed in my boxers, I was invited to join her in bed to count the money she has made.

After that, she just got me absorbed into a conversation with the men she encountered, putting my heart gradually at ease with the respect they have given her. By the time we wrapped up, it was close to 3am, and her request for me to spend the night there was just irresistible.

Awake on my side of the bed, I didn’t want to probe further at the tossing and turning she was doing. That poor girl has gone through too much in a day to take anymore from anyone. Luckily, I had my phone to entertain me until I felt her hand on my shoulder.

‘hey’, she whispered again, possibly aware of how she was keeping me up. I turned around to her and before I could say anything, she tucked herself into my chest. I wouldn’t mind if that was all she did, but her legs, they were wrapped around mine too.

The smoothness of her seamless silk panties, combined with the gentle pressure of her bare breasts, caused the thinkable to happen, right in the boxers her groin was so close to.

‘hard?’, that rhetorical question needed no answer, not after she ‘inspected’ her curiosity. The cheeky smile that appeared across her face made me wonder if she was serious about it, since she was already massaging my erection in an up-down motion.

I couldn’t think of anything else to say, since things were of a special circumstance that night. ‘grace.. I don’t think you should. you’ve had a long day and you need.. ahhh.. to rest.. ‘, my breaths went out of sync the moment she stuck her hand into my boxers, and began stroking my cock.

It was beyond disappointment I felt for myself when I didn’t resist her when I could, and things only got ‘worse’ once she disappeared under the sheets. She rolled me over onto my back carefully, removed my boxers completely off, and brought my stick into her mouth.

Starting at the very top, her tongue made tiny circles on the soft, sensitive head while I hummed mindlessly. The more agitated I got, the longer and slower she went, up until she gave it a very hard suck. Just as she exhausted me out enough to fall asleep right away, she slipped those lips down my shaft and squeezed them around my cock, moving her whole head just slow enough to make me beg for mercy.

After a minute of torture, that gleeful-looking girl took my saliva-drenched cock out and fell back in bed. ‘Your turn to do some work’, I was confused about how she could look so gorgeous after what she had been through, and still ‘want’ me.

I was still scanning for a condom when she suddenly wrapped her legs around my waist and toppled me over her body. We had no choice but to lower her panties to her thighs, raise her legs, and put my dick right into her pussy.

‘Am I wet?’, she asked cluelessly, as though she wasn’t supposed to be. ‘Yes, very?’, I replied in disbelief at the evidence my dick was buried in. As I pumped her full of pleasure, she was recalling the times she had to use the strawberry lube she asked me about a long time ago. My ‘recommendation’ has seemed to help her give longer and better oral sex, though there was nothing proud about it.

We fucked our brains out on the bed right there and there, changing from missionary to doggystyle, then going over to the window to jiggle her breasts while I banged her from behind. We were like two sex-starved adults with complete freedom to fuck as much as we want, despite her earlier romps.

At one time, we were so sexed-up that when she got into the cowgirl position, she realised that it was the first time she wanted to do it. The reason, part of it being how loud and responsive I was to each and every thrust I made, was that she wanted to ‘finish’ me off.

We moved to the end of the bed where I sat with my legs dangling, so she could climb over my lap. Putting me on my back, she glide her ass back and let me ‘popped’ right in. That newbie certainly didn’t feel like one when she rocked her ass back and forth, repeating the same motion when I ‘penetrated’ her.

In no time, I was clenching parts of the bedsheets so tightly, while she rode me to her heart’s content. The louder I groaned, the faster she moved. And just when I was getting quiet, she had to discover the up-down slamming move that would throw me off course, flooding my mind with untold pleasure.

My cock was pushed to new limits in her spazzing pussy, forcing every ounce of life out of me. Halfway through whatever we were doing, I had no choice but to scream out, ‘CUMMING! I’M CUMMING!’. Instead of panicking, she went into a squat and bounced her ass on my cock as hard as I could handle.

Some time in the middle of that, my body fell lifeless and my mind was blown to bits the same number of times my cock flushed her vagina full of my semen. The last thing I remembered was tumbling into bed and falling asleep.

The next morning, I was woken up at 7am, rushed out of the room for two more customers that have hired her for a threesome. How could I not feel like a little man after that day?

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Bad Day

(I whispered) ‘hey hey hey.. everything is fine now. I’m here.’

I squeezed my arms tighter around her as she bawled harder into my chest, a reaction that I had not expect from a career woman whom just came home from work. When I saw her standing motionless in front of the doorstep a few minutes ago, I had still thought that she might have forgotten her keys.

Instead, after just a few steps of tiptoe-ing, supposedly to surprise her with a hug, I heard soft, sobbing noises coming from her direction. For the three or so minutes we stood with her face buried in my chest, the only thing I could do was to keep raising her chin to leave kisses on her pouting lips.

(Sobbing diminishing) ‘Thank you. I really needed that.’

‘Do you want to go in now? Or we can find somewhere to sit down first.’

‘Let’s go somewhere. Can I have a smoke tonight?’

I said nothing more and carried her briefcase for her, undoing the exterior zipper so she could grab the pack of cigarettes. We went up to the topmost floor where the sky garden was, unsurprisingly empty except for the white cat that somehow found her way up.

Walking behind that one hell of a good-looking woman, I couldn’t feel any fortunate, to have married someone so ambitious, and perfect in that simple white-blouse-black-skirt, office outfit.

We settled for our usual corner overlooking the cityscape, with just one lamp to make our rendezvous so romantic every time. There, she just laid her head on my shoulder and held my hand, mind clearly occupied with the stress of her work that she cannot discuss with me. Nonetheless, it is my role as her newlywed husband, to provide any support she needed, even if it was just my shoulders she could use.

Since there was no one else around, she wasn’t shy to raise her skirt and sit with one leg crossed, panties and stockings exposed for the world to see. Given the privacy we had, I wasn’t too bothered by that than the way she was hugging my arm across her chest.

Palm resting over the pair of nude-coloured panties she was wearing, it seemed natural for me to just twirl my fingertip over where her clit was. Sensing no resistance from her, I pushed her underwear to the side and run three fingertips along her pussy, quickly moisturised by her aroused nether region.

Her head remained stuck on my shoulder as she sighed deeper and faster, reacting appropriately to the speed of my teasing. I then slid two fingers lower than ever down her groin, before curling inward to pop them into her pussy.

Almost instantly, she grabbed my cock and tightened her fist when I started fingering her. Half of the time I was two-joints deep inside her, and the other half went to her clit. It wasn’t long before she had her hand around my cock, shorts lowered to my mid-thighs for her convenience.

She was doing that thing, where she placed her palm over my dick head, and used her downward-pointing fingers to ‘harden’ me. We behaved like two, ill-disciplined teenagers, getting our hands and tongues all tangled up no matter how public we were. When we finally broke free from each other’s bodies, we were so lightheaded to make any sane decision.

She got up and stood in front of the glass railing, stuck her ass out, and raised her skirt above her waist. I Usain-Bolt-ed to her rear and used the tip of my cock to push her panties aside, before guiding it into her pussy. As soon as I felt that welcoming warmth, I held her waist still and took a second, before ramming it right up her vagina.

That moan she screamed into the air was so satisfying that I began humping her at full speed right there and then, forcing my cock relentlessly in and out of her contracting hole. It would possibly be the first time she got so tight so fast, a sign of an incoming orgasm that was achieved in record time.

Since she wasn’t that thick to begin with, I reached around for her clit and gently circled it with my fingers as I twerked my hips into her ass, blowing both her mind and brains at the same time. Sure enough, within a minute or so, she was trembling at her knees, for an orgasm that collapsed her muscles in every limb.

With my hands back on her hips, I kept her body upright while my hips continued rear-ending her, splitting her delicate, erratic vaginal walls with my cock in equally-agonising situation. She was milking me so randomly with hard squeezes, loose grips, in an impossibly narrow space.

‘RIE.. *panting* RIE! CUMMING.. NOW!’

She swung both arms back around my butt and kept us conjoined while she bent her back back-and-forth, fucking my cock at just the tip. In case you have not experienced that before, I’d like to warn you that it would be the most excruciating sensation you will ever go through.

It got so sensitive that I lost my vision for as long as the eruption occurred. I could feel every burst of cum exiting my body, down right to the number of times I squirted. In place of her gorgeous, wet-blouse-clad back that was before me, I could only see bright, coloured flashing lights, like fireworks or large blobs of paint being dripped.

Cherie had to hold onto my wobbly self until my senses returned, but not the strength she drained from everywhere else. We sat back down and shared another stick while our bodies recovered. Back in the house, her mood seemed to have improved, and will remain that way with the help of my manhood.

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Round Robin

(May shouted from her room) ‘J? ARE YOU BUSY?’

(I shouted in reply) ‘NOPE. WHY?’

It would be the first time May has ever called out to me so randomly, not that it was any surprise since she is one of my two landlord. I paused the show playing on my tablet and went to her room, giving it a hard knock before she asked me in.

I have been staying with them for a week now, being so ever lucky to find accommodation under the two ‘rich’ girls who were studying in private universities here. Not only did they not insistent on having official paperwork, they weren’t too strict about house rules too.

May, the older of them, came from the Philippines, and seemed to be having the time of her life. Since I moved in, I have noticed at least two men emerging from the room she stayed in, a common room like mine.

While she laid lazily under the duvet, I sat myself down at the edge of her bed, wondering what she needed me for. Her feet instantly poked out of the sheets at me, ‘clipping’ part of my shorts and tugging on it. I was still figuring out what she wanted when she started yanking the blanket away, unravelling her leg, panty-clad hips, and finally her bra-clad chest.

Out of respect, I asked if she was feeling unwell, but was duly reminded that she was more than capable of caring for herself if she was, so no, she wasn’t ill, but certainly warm.

(She ushered) ‘C’mon.. don’t be shy.’

Sitting at the edge of the bed where a university student, also my landlord, laid in just her panties and bra, my mind and heart was racing all over the place. Barely a week had past since I moved into their place, owned by her family in the Philippines, but shared with her and a fellow Malaysian girl.

Given how insistent she was, I gave in to her temptation and ran my hand up her leg, moving across that slim, toned limb up to the luscious mound her panties were covering. As I proceeded to tug those panties down, she closed her eyes and let me do as I wished, fitting my thumb between the soft, moist folds of her vagina.

Small, frequent tremors flashed through her body, reacting appropriately to every vibration I made on her clit. I could sense her getting wetter, as well as the moans that were increasing in both volume and intensity. If I had remembered correctly, she was the more, open-minded one, having noticed at least two guys whom left her room some time earlier that week.

As for her friend, Xinyi, she was always doing homework whenever I saw her. Unlike May, who weren’t shy to be in her bra or panties around the house, Xinyi was always in t-shirts and shorts. In a perverted way, those two girls had styles that would fit numerous fantasies.

When May suddenly grabbed my hand (between her legs) to push my thumb into her pussy, I could feel how tight she was. Not to boast about my conquests, but she had that kind of opening that I remembered cumming too early to, in the a-few-minutes kind of sex.

‘Can you sit closer to me?’

The almost-impatient question got me sliding my ass nearer to her waist, where she could freely reach into my boxers, and fondle with my erection. I couldn’t figure out if I should be concerned from how well she was gripping my cock, moving her hand up and down in a rhythm that would surely make me cum if I let her.

I had no choice but to replace my thumb with two fingers when she got me all worked up, constantly keeping me uptight about cumming too early from her handjob.

After five more minutes of that unbearably-skilled jerking, I ended my foreplay and let her guide me between her legs, where her pussy was more than ready to take me – raw?

(I asked) ‘Do you have any condoms?’

‘No. And you won’t need that.’

As scary as that might sound, she already had my cock in her hand, aimed at her pussy I couldn’t see in the dark. I did the only thing I could then, letting her bring me to the entrance, and pierced right in. For some reasons, she had to spread her thighs wider with her hands, before I even made a single move.

Sounding very exasperated, I ignored her audio cues and began thrusting my cock, immediately garnering very satisfied moans from her. The initial tightness that worried me was gone, but not too far. Her opening was wrapped around my cock so hard, but I could still move thanks to her fluids.

We were going at it like sex-starved bunnies in no time, fucking as hard and as fast as we could, though most of the pauses were initiated by my need to ‘last longer’. For ten minutes straight, I had my balls slapping her pussy so vigorously, cock plunging in and out of her so ecstatically, exchanging bodily fluids that ranged from perspiration to juices flowing non-stop out of her pussy.

‘MAY! I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT!’

Xinyi’s voice suddenly tore through the darkness, ringing in my ears up till the lights came on. I was still balls-deep inside May when I saw Xinyi standing at the doorway, face reddened by alcohol. She then started ranting about the reason I got the room at such low rates, and how May skipped the official paperwork so she could get my tenancy.

Half-fucking and half-listening, Xinyi’s madness finally dissipated when she stormed out of the room. As for us, we resumed fucking in doggystyle and promptly ended the game with a creampie. Having our mood ruined by her interruption, May’s indifference were quite the opposite from my emotions.

I was partly guilty, and partly helpless about their friendship, since I seemed to be the one who caused her unhappiness. Nonetheless, May was pleased with my ‘deposit’ and let me off with a disclaimer to provide pleasure as and when she wanted, in place of rent money. To appease her, I agreed mindlessly and left the room.

Back in my room, the instant I switched the lights on, I was greeted with the sight of naked Xinyi with a finger over her lips. Immediately, I flipped the lights off and went to bed, occupied by the small, tipsy Chinese girl whose body was too small to be legal.

I only had time to lay on my back before she sat over my cock, perfectly placed under her pussy so she could rub herself with it. Grinding her hips back and forth, my cock was squished to such a blissful state that it didn’t take long for it to get hard again.

Somewhere in between her rocking motion, my cock popped right into her pussy and she let off a loud groan I silenced by putting a hand over her mouth. Sensing how weak she had suddenly become, I sat upright and held her in my arms, rotating our bodies so she could lie down instead.

Still on my knees, I raised her knees and kept them apart while I forced my cock in and out of her, calming her spiteful mood with pleasure that sent her thrashing about in bed. At one point, I had to hold her hands down as I rammed her with all my might, a physical response I thought was the only one fit when facing an extremely wet pussy.

Some time later, I shut her knees and kept pounding. Next, I turned her sideways and fucked her even harder. I couldn’t tell if she was sobbing from pain or delight, but her wetness couldn’t be wrong at all. In time, we managed to get into doggystyle where she screamed her lungs out into my pillow.

My sex-ridden mind was completely out of control then, pumping every ounce of strength and stamina into the powerful thrusts of my hips. When I was about to climax, I pulled my cock out of her and sprayed into her ass crack that was all the distance I could tolerate.

Right after that, the both of us collapsed in bed and fell asleep until the sunlight lit my room up. In front of me, was Xinyi’s wide opened eyes, almost in disbelief. She had turned the air conditioning on in the middle of the night, and possibly stayed awake until then.

‘You took my virginity you know?’

‘I.. am so sorry.’

‘But that was good. I can remember it all. For once, I didn’t lose out to May.’

‘But May and I.. ‘

‘I know. And you can still get hard for me, so fast. Can I ask the same from you like May? To get your help whenever I wanted?’

‘Yeah.. I guess.. ‘

‘Ok then. Can you fuck me like I’m worthless?’

That morning, she spent most of her time tied up in bed, while I used every hole – including her ass, for my own pleasure. It would seem, that for the first time, Xinyi found her worth in being worthless.

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Playback

It was only last night, that we felt like we had a lot to tell each other. From the moment we met, to the shopping we did at NTUC, up to my doorstep, the endless conversation suddenly came to a halt when we walked through the door.

We took off our shoes, dropped the shopping bags at the kitchen counter, and straight up – made out. I couldn’t keep my hands off her, just like she couldn’t tear her lips away from mine. It was I, who asked her to wear that loud, red lipstick, and boy, did she leave her marks all over my neck.

Her hands impatiently tore my pants off, as I stripped her jeans off her shapely hips. Our kisses only got crazier once we had our respective hands in each other’s underwear, stroking the hard, wet parts that would drive us even wilder.

It didn’t take much for me to knock her small frame over the sofa, weakened by the light, pecks I planted across her neck. My mind was floating in a weightless mode which her hand was transmitting through my erection. For a moment, I didn’t know what I wanted to do with her.

It has seemed, that from the start, she already knew what she wanted to do. A gentle nudge on my chest straightened my back, for the breathtaking sight of her mouth going over my six inches of manhood. One hand, remained at the bottom of my cock, while the other, went under my testicles.

The instant she brought those lips up and down my shaft, my knees began wobbling. She was literally sucking the life out of me, one mouthful at a time. I would never forget how she would suckle the tip, until I was murmuring nonsense, or how she would run her soft, wet tongue under my cock, up and down, covering all sides.

She truly got the best out of me when she popped those testicles into her mouth, lapping them till I was dodging away. When she was finally done with me, I was exhausted beyond words could describe. Not even after I sat down, did she stop fondling my dick, with an anticipating look.

It was my turn next, to put her in my arms and push her knees apart. I had longed to get my hand between her legs, to rub that moist, squishy clit with extra care to her sensitive skin. It was a wonder for me, to feel her tremble, reciprocating the pleasure with desperate kisses in my neck. I knew exactly how to slide just a little bit of my fingers into her pussy, to get her really worked up. If I could help it, I wouldn’t let her stop me before she get an orgasm.

Somehow, we sobered up then and put on our swimming suits. We made our way to the then-empty pool and hopped right into the cold water. Although we mostly stayed in a corner, much of the activities were happening underwater. She knew that I was wearing a pair of trunks that was tight, but that didn’t stop her from sticking a hand in, and jerking me upright. Likewise for her, I slipped two fingers into her pussy and ‘cycled’ while she massaged me.

If you have ever gotten frisky in a pool, you can imagine how to have sex in there. Like a pair of ‘well-behaving’ teens, she turned to me and stealthily climbed over my legs. I held her waist steady while she grabbed my cock, held it upright, and slowly lowered herself over it.

There wasn’t much we could do in there, given the resistance of the water, but that, being inside her, was all we needed. She couldn’t feel any warmer in the cold water. She did moved a little, but we spent a greater deal of time just lying in each other’s arms, basking in the pure rawness of our connection.

After about thirty minutes in the pool, we returned to the apartment and dried ourselves. In the nude, we cooked instant noodles and I decided on the position we would eat in. I sat on the floor first with my legs opened, and she would sit in front of me in the same position. I then moved my groin closer to her until I had my cock inside her, and that was how we ate.

In a very fun-but-confusing mood, we finished our food, and went to the balcony onto the swing. Still naked, I proceeded to roll the stash of weed I had brought for the night, while she helped herself to my half-interested erection. By the time I had one joint done, I swear I was too exhausted to smoke it anymore.

That helpful girl helped me lit it and we took turns smoking. When we finally reached the end of it, that powerful, psychedelic effect kicked in real hard. Our heads were spinning, hands were shaking, but we knew we had each other. My throat and stomach started to burn, then followed by a mysterious glow of heat in my groin. By the time I took another look at her, she was already two fingers in.

There was only one thing I had to do then, that was to grab that condom I had strategically placed and put it to use. In my paranoid state, I managed to cap myself and she was onto me right away. She bent over the swinging bench as I stood behind her, half swaying, trying to get my dick inside her.

Once my dick was warm and cosy in her pussy, all that was left to do was to thrust. My body locked in that final command and we were off, banging away under the influence of weed. That urge to shit came and went, that urge to drink water came and went. The only thing that was constant, was the need to be pumping my cock.

She was especially quiet throughout, only breathing loudly to each of my thrusts. We went from the swing, to the floor, from doggystyle, to missionary. I supposed I looked stoned when I was jutting my groin at hers.

None of us managed to cum then, spending most of the time sprawled on the ground, waiting for the effects to wear out. For some reason, her mouth was back at my cock, amplifying that euphoric sensation leaving my body. We literally crawled into bed that night, cock randomly pounding her whenever I could, or she would ride me whenever she could.

After an hour or so, we were in more control of our bodies. So we resumed what we started, fucking from the bedroom to the toilet, did our business(es), and continued in the living room, kitchen counter, doorway, and back into the bedroom.

The last thing I remembered was cumming inside her when she fucked my brains out in cowgirl. When I woke up, it was 3am, with an overwhelming urge to go for another round. I flipped her onto her back, spread her legs, capped myself, and dived right into her pussy.

Almost robot-like, I just hammered her till I came again, and saw her satisfied smile on that drowsy face.

The next time I woke up, it was her mouth that did it. She was sucking me so peacefully, bobbing her head up and down, while listening to my groans. I let her did what she wanted and delivered another load into her mouth, for breakfast.

It was six before I knew it, and she was on her way out. When sunlight struck my face, it was one of the deepest sleep I have ever gotten in a long time. In front of the bed, was the camera I brought, aimed at me.

She did leave a little surprise for me.