It was safe to say that I had grown to like her, even with all of her quirks. One night in particular, she was gloating over herself in the mirror and... she mentioned that she should start web caming porn so she could at least get paid for it. I was like, "Tara, what the fuck? How could you possibly do that?". She laughed but was serious when she said, "I'd try it. All you have to do is set up a camera and talk dirty to pervs and play with yourself then pretend to get off. And you can make bank. She wiggles her hips a little and lap at my balls inhaling my musk making her feel like she need something inside, the subtle planted thought circling around in her head.isn’t it? Like Mommy’s tongue may not be enough for her drooling pussy that she needs her daddy inside of her.The command cemented she moans and raises her hips just a little more spreading her legs wider as her pussy lips part even more ,drooling down her thigh as she looks up pleadingly at me.I slide my balls from her lips,. He didn't deserve it; all he'd done was look after her. She tried to beg for his mercy but then she was gagged."Bitch, I don't want to hear you. Now take your punishment. Shall I make it long and slow and let him see you suffer or quick so I can get on with my life. I think I would enjoy watching you slowly bleed to death but time is money."She suddenly felt a sharp instrument plunge deep inside her. She thought it could be where her heart was but she wasn't sure. It seemed to slow as she lived. She relaxed her arms as I slipped each out and lifted her head gently as I pulled the garment out from under her. Moving to her side I removed the cushions from her legs and released the short skirt, letting it fall open to one side and slid my hand to the small of her back, lifted her torso and removed the skirt – she was now lying with her knees still bent, her arms above her head, in just a small bikini brief and matching yellow bra.I took one arm and applied the mint body butter, again.