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“I’ll do family chat, MommasBoy.” I smile, let my hand wander lower, tug on the top hem of my panties. Family chat is easy, the boys typically spilling their load as soon as the word Mother, Sister, or Brother is uttered. The Internet brings out all types, including those men who want nothing more than to sniff their sister’s panties. Joy.

420allday: let me peek at ur pussy please

BBQKing: do u do anal in pvt?

MommasBoy: I want to do a roleplay with u as my Mom

HungBlackCock: that’s disgusting

MommasBoy: black cock is disgusting

Divorced4646: put on some stockings. Sheer ones.

HungBlackCock: u wouldn’t find your daddys black cock disgusting

---shavedandhard4u enters room

---jeff001972 enters room

MommasBoy: that doesn’t even make sense

I ignore the arguments, rolling my finger over the remote and zooming the cam into my cleavage, letting the high definition do the work for me. I’m surprised I’m still here. Normally I’d have been taken to private by now.

- FREE CHAT ENDED - freebird71 HAS STARTED A PRIVATE CHAT

I zoom out enough that he can see me smile. “Hey, free.”

freebird71: hey

“What are you looking for tonight?”

freebird71: cunt

I try not to frown, hide the struggle by rolling my body over, letting him see the curve of my ass, my face shielded. “I don’t like that word.”

freebird71: I’ve never done this before.

I hear the ding of the message and roll back forward. Read his message and note the complete lack of apology in the words. Try again for a smile. It is late. I am starting to get jittery. Needy. I hope he’s not a chatter. It’s easier to pretend to be normal when my fingers are shoved inside of me, the gasps and gritted teeth attributed to arousal, and not the thin containment of madness. “What’s your name?”

freebird71: marcus

“And Marcus, would you like me to keep my clothes on? Or get undressed?”

The good news with this guy is, time doesn’t seem to be a concern. The worst clients are the ones who want you to strip and dip in the first fifteen seconds. They pant through the words they type, rushrushrushing you like it is the final curve of the Kentucky Derby. At the rate this chat is going, I can stretch it out. Get a half hour and a couple hundred bucks out of him.

freebird71: keep them on for now. but pull up your shirt so I can see your tits

I’m wearing a tight tank, cut low in front, with no bra underneath. I drag it over my nipples, high enough that both of my breasts are revealed. I settle onto my side, zooming out the camera until I am fully in the frame, my panties bright pink against my skin, my hair down, framing my face. I look, in this position, in these clothes, like a naughty teenager, getting frisky on her webcam, willing to do anything for approval. It is a look the men go crazy for.

freebird71: small tits. They’re pretty.

“Thanks.” I let my hands trail, one pulling gently on my nipples, teasing the skin until they pout, like tight red berries against my skin, the other hand pulling on the edge of my panties, letting them tighten against the lines of my sex.

freebird71: what can I make u do?

Make me do? I consider the question. Newbies can be controlled in ways that seasoned cammers can’t. They believe what you tell them, not knowing any differently. But he’d eventually find out the rules, would know any lies I chose to spin. And… since I enjoy what I do, there is little reason, if any, to lie, at least about the actions allowed on the site. I wet my lips. “You can ask me to do almost anything. I can’t break the law, so anything illegal is off-limits.”

freebird71: whats illegal?

I grit my teeth. This guy is a real winner. “Defecation or urinary acts. Pretending to be younger than eighteen. Bestiality.”

freebird71: everything else goes.

There should have been a question mark at the end of his text. He’s either an unintelligent newbie, or… or I’m almost at the stage of ending this chat. Several things about him I’m not crazy about. “You can ask me to do anything,” I repeat. “Doesn’t mean I will do it.”

I end up doing everything he asks for. It isn’t hard. He isn’t creative, kinky, or illegal. He wants me, once he gets warmed up, naked. Then fucks me from behind, my ass in the air before the camera, bent over, gasping his name when I pretend to come. He wants to slap my ass and tell me what a nasty girl I was. Wants me to tell him it hurts, that it is too big, wants me to tell him how hot and wet I feel inside, then how big he feels in my mouth. When he is close, he asks for a facial and I kneel before the camera and look up into it. Beg for him to come on my face, then take his imaginary cum like a good slut.