Daddy Finds Out I'm A Cam Girl


Sable Collins

Lot's Cave, Inc.

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Daddy Finds Out I'm A Cam Girl


Sable Collins

Lot's Cave, Inc.


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Jack is one of life’s losers. Trapped in a stale marriage, his career going nowhere, he is a downtrodden nobody, and at the mercy of his little brat’s acid tongue. But one day, out of nowhere, Jack stumbles on a scandalous secret; a secret that is going to enable him to turn the tables. This loser is about to win big beyond his wildest dreams.

“Oh my god, were you watching me? You fucking pervert. I’m going to tell…”

Her voice cut out as she realized what was happening.

“You’re going to tell who? Your mother? You’re going to tell your mother that you work as a cam girl in your spare time, stripping and playing with yourself for strangers?”

She was silent for a few seconds. Then she walked over and slumped down into the chair.

“Fine. What do you want?”

I leaned back and sighed. My cock was rigid. This felt incredible!

“I want you to be nicer to me.”

She tutted and shook her head.

“I mean it, young lady.”

“Stop calling me that,” she said, pouting.

“Would you prefer that I call you young whore?”

“What? You can’t call me that!”

“What else should I call you. You take your clothes off for money. What else do you do?”

She bit her lip. She wanted to yell at me, I could tell, but she couldn’t. My cock twitched. This was such a turn-on.

“What do you want,” she said, coldly.

“Show me what you show them?”


“Strip for me, like I’m a client.”

“No way!”

I held up my phone.

“I have the text ready to go. All I have to do is press send and your mom will see those photos.”

She glared at me.

“You’re a fucking pervert!”

I smiled, but said nothing, staring right back at her. She closed her eyes.

“Fine. I’ll do it once.”

She stood and walked into the center of the kitchen. Slowly, she began to take off her jacket. Without looking at me, she began to unbutton her top. She turned her back to me and began to sway a little, though not with any conviction. I didn’t care. I slipped my hand into my pants and began to stroke myself as I watched her slide down her shorts, revealing her fantastic ass. She turned around, but I kept my hands in my pants as she continued until she was just in her thong and bra.

“Keep going,” I said. She glared at me. She hated me. I could live with that for the moment. Realizing she had no choice, she unhooked her bra. My cock stiffened as I saw her incredible breasts. She turned around and slipped down her thong and then, she turned to face me.

“Happy now,” she said, hand on hip, pouting.

“Oh fuck yes,” I said. “Now get on your knees.”


I held up the phone.

“You fucking pervert!”

“I don’t see you kneeling yet.”


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