." she said "Yes!" I asked if she would like to share via phone, or if she'd like to do so via video chat. Bonn aie said, "I haven't ever done a video... chat - wouldn't know how!" I suggested we get her set up, if she could. She said O.K., if I walked her through it. We quickly got her signed up on a video chat site, and the next thing you know we were face to face (virtually).Once connected, I asked if she was still comfortable with sharing, and she said "yes." I suggested we adjust lighting for. I sent him a message and he got back to me right away. He told me to meet him at a nearby hotel in room 322 and told me to wear my sexiest lingerie when I got to his door. I smiled and decided to wear what I was already wearing.I spent the day in my clothes and put on a pair of heels to go along with my “fuck me, I’m horny” outfit. I washed my dildo and put together my purse of essentials for my fun night ahead.Finally, it was dark out and time to get my sexy little ass to the hotel. I hopped. The vibration sends tingles through my nipples and down to my pussy. I barely nod as she sits down on the edge of the bed. ‘You know what happens to bad girls, don’t you?’ she asks, taking my arm and pulling me down across her lap. I don’t answer. This isn’t happening. My arm brushes against her tits. My pussy is on fire as I lie across my s****r’s bare thighs. ‘You’ve fucked my son!’ she yells, while pulling my panties down just below the curve of my round ass cheeks. God! This is wrong! Her. I climbed into the back seat of Pam’s car, Clint driving. I sat between Pam and Melody, Alicia up front, pouting. Clint adjusted the rear view mirror. I saw his eyes in it staring right at me. “How wet are you right now, slave?”“Pretty wet, Master,” I answered.He sighed. Why? What was wrong? Where was his anger? He should be furious at me. I did something so horrible to his little princess.“And you didn’t mean it, did you? What you said to Alicia?”“No, Master.” I shifted, my excitement fading..