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Let's get this over with." I pasted on a big smile and clicked accept. I had one window where I could see myself with Jesse standing next to me, and another window that was black.I've seen more than my share of cocks over the years, and I didn't expect to have any more of a reaction to my son's dick than I would to any other part of him, but it was having an unexpected effect on me.We understand why you are blocking ads, but just know it compromises your site experience (features may break or not appear entirely) and prevents us from investing in the Future of Porn. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I held my pussy open in front of the webcam. " "Hey, at least I'm not sitting around jacking it to porn all day like you! I wrapped the towel around me that I keep nearby in case I squirt and marched down the hall to Jesse's bedroom. "If I don't come up with six-hundred and fifty dollars by next Monday this ain't gonna be your room any more. I was trying to make some money to pay for the goddamned roof over your ungrateful head." "Give me a break, Mom, you're fucking disgusting. " "It's not going to be your house in another week, so what do you care? " I slammed his bedroom door, then slammed my bedroom door. I opened the refrigerator to find that the six-pack of Natty Ices I'd bought the night before were gone. I fetched the half-empty bottle of cheap vodka from the back of the broom closet where I kept it hidden. He didn't look too thrilled, but he wasn't resisting. I ran my hands up to my chest and cupped my breasts. I brushed my fingertips across my nipples, bared by the peek-a-boo holes. I played with the shoulder straps a little and went back to tweak my nipples again. A hundred bucks just for letting my son look at me in this trashy outfit. Just pretend like I'm one of those sluts you're always running around with." I put my smile back on and unclicked mute. ' "No, my son is just a little shy about seeing me like this for the first time." 'Show off your bra for him. "Give me a minute." I took off my headset, put on my robe and went to Jesse's bedroom. If I'd only known then what we were getting ourselves into. I cringed a little when I noticed that all my "tools of the trade" (dildos, bottles of lube, a few butt plugs, etc.) were scattered around in plain view. "Hi, Beaver Man, look who I found." 'Welcome back, Monique. Requesting a private session...' The computer made a happy warbling sound that I'd only heard twice before. It was all I could do to keep myself from squealing out loud. "Whoa, wait a minute." Jesse covered his eyes and turned away. You didn't tell me your stuff would be showing through everywhere. "It's not like you haven't see a naked woman before.

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Five minutes, that's it." Jesse followed me back to my room wearing just his boxers and a wife-beater. There was the sound of coins dropping into a slot and 100 tokens were racked up to my account. " "That's it, son." "Okay, Mom." He wasn't taking this seriously at all. "Here goes." I opened my robe slipped it off my shoulders and sat back. He could complain and get his money back or even get me kicked off the site." I suddenly felt very self-conscious exposed in front of my son the way I was.

"Leave me the fuck alone," he growled into his pillow. A man wants to pay me a hundred dollars for you to look at me in my underwear." "Are you still drunk? "C'mon it'll only take five minutes and we can make an easy hundred." "I don't want to see my mom in her underwear." "You saw me naked last night, didn't you? He turned his head and looked at me with one bleary eye. They're all a bunch of demented freaks online, but if we don't get this money you're going to be sleeping under a railroad bridge next week instead of in a nice cushy bed." "Uuuugh, okay, okay. Beaver Man415 apparently didn't have a webcam, or he didn't want to be seen. "We're ready on this end," I said into my microphone.

"Take your balls out, too." "He didn't ask for that." "I know, but you should do it anyway." I didn't admit that it was mainly because I wanted to see them.

"Fifty bucks should at least buy some balls." Jesse scooped his nutsack out of his shorts and let them dangle there in the open.

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