Livecam chat with Anita - part I.

My first livecam session hit fast. Nerves and heat, right away. I had Anita Dark beside me—watching, coaching, ready to step in. She kept things steady when I faltered. She pulled my top down, told me exactly what the viewers wanted. I let my hand drift between my thighs while she whispered filthy praise in my ear. The chat requests kept coming. Anita spread her legs so I could copy her, guiding my fingers into the same rhythm. Wet sounds echoed from both of us. Viewers tipped, screens lit up, and I learned how to arch, to tease, to lock eyes with the lens. By the end we were a slick, panting pair—pressed skin to skin, legs open, working each other slow for the camera while money rolled in. Anita kissed my throat and called me a quick study.