"Allie is better. I mean I don't want to be somebody else....I just likethe way girl things make me feel," I answered."And how does it make you feel, ...weetheart?" Warm all over and excited at the same time. It's like the lights arebrighter and everything is more fun. I like to play with makeup...." Isuddenly realized I was saying too much. I looked at mother and she wassmiling."Well, since you are already wearing mascara why don't you go to mybedroom and use my cosmetics to finish the job. I. I curled up around her bringing my rock hard cock against her hip, and ran my hands up and around her shoulders, just grazing the curve of her breast as I ran my hands down her arm. Her eyes never wavered from the TV, and I moved my hips a little rubbing my stiff cock up and down her leg a little. "So how are feeling tonight," I asked her when my obvious sexual advance did not seem to interest her."I'm really tired and I have a ton to do tomorrow," she answered in a tone that let me know that. "This is an open-source program readily available on the web at no cost to its user," she continued. "It's called a Spoof program. Watch what happens when I type in your web site as the target and Eden's Pleasure as the referrer."The group watched as the computer bypassed the homepage and went straight to a section of paid content."How did you do that?" Leslie asked."The same way about a half a million others could if they wanted," Mary answered. "I bypassed her protocols. I'm not the only one. "Activate the camcorder feature."Every ounce of common sense in my body screamed for me not to do it, but common sense was no longer calling the shots. I did as he asked and handed him the phone. He pointed the camera down at my face and cockslapped me several times."What are you?" He asked."I'm your whore." I replied."And why are you here?" Because I'm an absolute slut who will do anything to suck your black cock."THWACK. THWACK. THWACK.I moaned like a bitch in heat, knowing that my complete.