All there is in the email is a link so I give it a click. I'm surprised when it takes me to an adult webcam website and I have to create an account wh...ich I do in a hurry. Finally it comes through and I'm not real sure about it. It looks like a camera set up on a table aimed towards a bed in a hotel room. The bed looks like someone's been wrestling in it but I don't see anyone. There's a box on the left of the screen that says viewers and the number is about 100 and going down. Total viewers. Cerrina Moore was a very happy teenager, disgustingly so if you ask me. And she became a happy young adult, living a normal life despite the great beauty I had graciously given her. Had she had more time I'm sure she would have married, had children, done all of those things young women are wont to do. But her time was limited, and she was abundantly aware of this. As the time for our deal to come due grew closer she started to become more and more paranoid. She got it into her silly little. "Mo? What are you doing here?"With strong hands she helped Ben sit up. "I'm tending to your ugly hide again, that's what, you crusty old biker." Yup." Ben rubbed his head and winced. His whole body ached. "Just like old times." He blinked and looked around, trying to take in the scene. The two of them were in a steep sided gully, and a number of small campfires winded their way along its floor. Around the fires were a number of motorcycles and people, about twenty or so. Ben looked at Mo,. They were softer and there was more to massage. I also found out that Mom really liked having the insides of her thighs massaged more than the outside, I knew because whenever my hands went over that part of them she let out a sigh as if it felt really good. I kept moving up closer to Mom as I rubbed her legs and the further I went up the more Mom started to let out those feel good sighs. I glanced back at the TV and saw two actors kissing really heavy and their hands were moving all over each.