I move the laptop down to the ground, aim the camera at the floor to give everyone a good shot of the dust and filth. I bend down and begin running my...tongue across it. It tastes horrible, but it doesn’t matter. I’m a dirty skank and I’ll do anything for them. I glance up, and several are amazed at what I’m doing. Others laugh and say they’re not surprised, this is what I am. I look up, type in Thank You. Several more questions come in, as my viewers do more to humiliate me.How often do I jerk. This will save you money as well."Warily, Freya nodded. "Hmm. I suppose it will." I do have a question for you, Overlord," said Jollis, squaring his shoulders as if feeling a need to adopt a more subtly aggressive stand. "How soon could you provide me with more slaves were my clients to accept your first offering?"Freya smiled slyly. "First we do the deal. Then we'll talk about more."Jollis considered pushing the point, but decided it was not worth it. Sparring with her now for gain could mean. I was chivalrous enough not to force her in doing sex as I didn’t want her to regret any of it later in life.One fine day, she invited me to her mom’s place (Pixel’s place) for dinner. I was surprised to get this invitation. She told me that she was very close to pixel and that she shares everything with her, meaning Pixel knew all the details. She even knew about our encounters too.What she said next gave me the biggest shock of my life. She told me that her mom was totally okay with me. . She stumbles backwards to the bed, looking around to make sure she doesn’t fall – and sitting as soon as she’s over it. She unhooks the bustier and pulls it off, throwing it to the other side of the bed. Her boobs, a nice enough size – average but nicely shaped – hang a little, the nipples a good size and plenty hard ... Her belly soft but small.The springs under the mattress squeak through their rust as she leans back and grabs the edges of her panties, pulling them over her bottom, down her.