How much they love me. How much they want to fuck me. These comments used to make me feel better. I divided the online world into those who approved o... me, those who didn't. I don't do that anymore. I know who I am. This is who I am. This girl staring back at me in the mirror. I don’t care who they are. My pussy begins to tingle. My camera sits on the counter, next to the sink. A few of the commenters I know. They are genuine real world friends, fellow cam girls, or fans of mine who follow me. I said hello to her, smiling and she smiled back. As usually, I walked over to where the bottles of scotch were. I glanced over the selection for a minute before settling on a bottle of Talisker. I picked up the bottle, walked over to the counter and put it down. The lady smiled and told me how much it was. I had already noticed she was once again wearing a sweater that showed just a bit of cleavage and while I took out my wallet and she opened the cash register, I couldn’t help but stare at. Hope there is something here you can use." I said to CaleyShe stood up. The towel covered her chest and midway down her thighs. She still looked amazing. Her megawatt smile shone over everything."Thanks Chris....I'll just get changed."Caley went up stairs. Paul looked over at me, "You chat to your Mom?" Yeah. She was a bit upset about Dad. Obviously spending the night with you didn't help but I think I calmed her down."Paul smiled, "Well that's all good then. I'm off for a swim."Paul headed. Itwas crazy! This was her sister! Still, the softness ofthe other’s woman’s tongue felt so good teasing her ownthat arguments like those were lost in a cloud ofpassion.The kiss continued for a few lingering moments thenPhoebe gently pulled away, panting heavily, searchingher sister’s face for some kind of response to heroverture. Piper was breathing in short, ragged gasps,cheeks a rosy pink that seemed to light up the rest ofother woman’s face. Her sister looked a little.