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My stomach feels weird—tight, like I swallowed something too big to go down.

It’s not that I didn’t know what TOP was. But seeing it like this? Withher?

It feels too fucking wrong.

She’s watching the camera, probably waiting for a response, so I force my fingers to move.

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What about the last button? “Custom request”?

A smirk tugs at her lips. “Straight for the gold, huh? That costs two hundred dollars. I get loads of those during lives, so I pick the ones I’m comfortable with, and anyone who wants to see it happen will donate too.”

I swallow.

I don’t know why I ask the next question. Maybe I shouldn’t.

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What’s a popular one?

“Um...” She taps her lip, considering. “Butt plugs are a big hit. Lots of fake blowjobs, foot shots. Some people want to watch me try on clothes, others want me to put makeup on.”

I rest my fingers on the keyboard, my pulse thick and slow.

I shoulddefinitelysay something, but my mind is stuck, tangled up in the image of her on all fours with a butt plug in her beautiful hole. Of blowjobs, and messy sex, and loud orgasms.

I close my eyes for a moment, trying to breathe through the arousal.

“Did you fall asleep on me, Cole?”

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No, sorry. What’s a fake blowjob?

“Ah, yes,” she says, shifting slightly to the side before reappearing fully in the frame. “The demonstration is complimentary.”

She picks up a long purple dildo and kneels down. Locking eyes with the camera, she grins then extends her tongue to glide it across the smooth surface, all the way up to the tip. Takingjust the end into her mouth, she moves her lips, and the sucking sound sends a wave of shivers down my spine.

“Oh, fuck.” I press a fist against my mouth. I was already turned on from just thinking about her, which intensified upon seeing her, but now the surge of desire is so intense that my balls tighten.

This has no business being so fucking hot, but holy shit, watching her service a silicone dick through a screen feels as good as sex.

Head rising, she winks. “What do you think?”

That there is no way in hell I can justify making her do this, even though the whole thing would be over in two minutes, judging by the stiffness between my legs. Ican’t.

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I think I’ll pass.

“Shit, you really can’t convey tone via chat,” I mutter when her smile dampens.

“You didn’t like it?”

I rush to type.

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