As we were getting to know each other when the conversation of work came around she told me she apprehensively told me she was a camgirl. Now I've com... across camsites and I looked at one, but never paid to see what they do behind the pay wall.We talked more on the phone and she gave me a backdoor to her site and we chatted online after her sessions and had some fun. I went back to Vegas and stayed with her at the house that was also where she worked. I met the girls she worked with, they all. I thought."So you probably grew up hating men," I said, caressing her thighs lightly."Hating my father," she corrected. "No, it made me grow up wishing I was a man. I felt I could get off bossing around my lover, treating her rough and making her like it." You can be rough with me," Jesse whispered, stretching as she stirred from her slumber. She had not moved but her eyes were wide open, so I knew she'd heard out conversation. Connie reached out to spank her little lover, but at the last. Anita was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper. I screamed at her asking why she did this. Suddenly I felt a burning pain on my cheek like something just struck there. I also heard a muscular voice saying “Shut the fuck up slut, you should only open your mouth if you are asked to speak”. I felt like my head was spinning. Then I heard Anita saying “that’s enough Raj, let me talk to her”.Then I felt someone pulling me up from the floor and dropped me on a chair. Anita was sitting opposite to. She opened the door and I was treated to one of her more breathtaking outfits. Not that Eileen needs much to be breathtaking, but this was something special. The top was soft and clingy, outlining her large, soft boobs tightly. Her slightly rounded belly protruded and was outlined. The mound of her pussy was hidden under a tight pair of red boy-shorts. She smiled at me, and reached her hand out. Silently, I was pulled into her apartment. The door shut behind me. “Peter, please, come in,” she.