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“Oh,” I said, her voice going soft.
If you won’t show me how wet your panties are with them on, take them off and hold them up.
“Hold them up?”
Hell yeah. Smartest idea I had all day.
She thought for a moment. “Okay, but that will cost you,” she replied.
What?
“I only do naughty things for extra money. Use the Donate button. It’s the little red heart in the corner.” She ran her finger along the swell of one breast, then flicked a button open, giving me even more of a tease.
I blinked. Fuck, she was practically hypnotizing me with her cleavage. I saw the heart. She wanted me to give hermoremoney? My dick was telling me to push the fucking button, so I did.
“Thanks, Billy,” she said, then cocked her head and smiled. “I’ll show you my panties.”
I was transfixed as she went up on her knees and slid her hands up the outside of her thighs beneath her skirt. Then she wiggled and tugged the dainty scrap down. I didn’t see her pussy because her skirt covered it. Dropping to her butt on the bed, she lifted her legs and slid the panties off her bare feet.
She shifted to kneel in front of the camera again, the lacy scrap in her fist.
Show me.
She grinned, raised her hand so I could only see a hint of the material in her clenched fist. I imagined she could smell her arousal.
I knew exactly that scent and I growled, not that she could hear.
She shook her head and pointed to the lower corner where the donate heart was.
I sent her more money.
After a few seconds, she let the pink lace dangle from her fingers.
Show me the wet spot. I know it’s there.
She shook her head, pointed at the corner of the screen again.
You want more money?
“You want to see how wet I really am?”
Fuck. Fuck! While she was in Hunter Valley, hundreds of miles away, she had me by the balls. I pushed the Donate button and sent her more.
A second or two later, she grinned. Turning the panties around, she held them closer to the camera so I could see the darkened fabric at the gusset.
Holy shit, she was wet. From talking with a stranger on an Internet cam private room.
I grabbed my phone. Texted her. Because she needed to hear from me. Silas. Not Billy. I was the one whose dick she actually was going to get.
I can’t wait to get back to Hunter Valley and have you ride my dick.
Instead of texting, I should just turn on the camera on my laptop and show her my face. Let her know I was Billy. Bridget was adamant I do it. I agreed with her it was the right thing to do, but this? With Eve? She showed me the fucking wet spot on her panties. I couldn’t tell her who I really was now.
“See? My pussy is wet.”
Holy fuck. My fingers fumbled over the keyboard.
Wet at the idea of the teammates watching the heroine get fucked, right?
