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When Maddy opens her laptop at 9:45pm every Friday night, she gets wet. Every time.
Some Pavlov shit, or whatever. Not that she’d ever salivate over Cassie Howard. She’d rather die first.
CassGrassAss isn’t a hugely popular camgirl, or even a very good one. She never shows her face, for one thing, which Maddy knows lowers her value. But she’s got a perfect body and a sexy baby voice and she’ll do anything.
It only took Maddy two sessions to figure out it was Cassie. Her Cassie.
(Maddy typed how much for extras. Cassie typed back, what kind of extras, with a little pink heart, and then a little pink bow. Like kinky stuff? It was so Cassie she could practically hear it. She put down $200 and watched Cassie finger herself until she cried).
This Friday, she has a specific want under her skin, something empty that needs filling. She hasn’t spoken to Cassie, the real Cassie, since that last fight, and just seeing her helped for a bit, but now she wants more.
Hi, MadWoman! Excited to see you!
Cassie calls her out in the chat. It’s been a long week. Maddy has made too many decisions. She just wants to see her girl. She drops $500.
Use the purple dildo. The big one. And talk to me the whole time.
The camera doesn’t show Cassie’s face, but in the set of her shoulders, the slope of her chin, Maddy thinks she can maybe see her smile.