#23 you're joking, of course. No. Our sex nurse wasn't joking at all. Two months without giving pleasure, without putting herself at the service of male lust, of their animal desires? You don't know Calamity: "I want to test myself, explore new territories, open up glimpses of light on these dark times" "so what?" "I signed up to a camgirl site." Objectively the straightest road to these new territories where hundreds of unknown cocks are getting hard, in the time of lockdown. Spreading your thighs in favor of multitudes of horny males, meekly carrying out their orders, being rewarded by their thirsty looks, by their insatiable desire, enjoying the right punishments. A benefactor of male humanity, a devoted lay missionary, a generous dispenser of sex for society. Her room is now the carousel of tireless masturbators, of anyone who wants to feast their eyes on her carnal femininity, of masters looking for helpful and hungry bitches. Calamity has become their toy. Exposed flesh, self-palpated, squeezed and widened on command, gratifications immediately quantifiable in centimeters of erection, persistent humidity between the thighs, rivers of cum beyond the screen, little lies, omissions... but come on, what could our cowgirl have ever done wrong? We hadn't seen each other for two months. Her pussy on fire, my cock about to explode, but as soon as her slender feet crossed the threshold (the same enchanting feet a few hours earlier offered to the customer on duty as a cumshot on cam) my urgency was not to re-establish an established property by sodomizing her at the entrance. She deserved something else. A leash around her neck more sensual than any male eyes have ever had the fortune of gazing upon. Sit on my lap, bitch. Lift your skirt just a little. Be prepared for lots and lots. It will never be enough.
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