Mama Caught Camming

Dee Williams slammed the door. "No interruptions. Got it?" Ashlyn rolled her eyes and promised, then Dee locked herself away. An hour later the wi-fi froze and Ashlyn had to barge in. What she found knocked the wind out of her: her stepmom sprawled across the bed in crotchless lace, legs open wide to a webcam, purring straight into the lens. "That's right, daddy, your naughty girl's been fingering this wet slit while thinking about you." Ashlyn's pulse jumped. Heat licked between her thighs. She stared, spellbound, and in two taps she had Dee's profile up under a burner name. The comments poured in fast. Ashlyn grinned, teeth flashing, and typed fast: *Tell us how you'd lick your daughter's tight little cunt if she walked in right now.* Dee's breath hitched; her fingers never stopped. Ashlyn grew bolder. *Spank that dripping hole while you say her name.* Dee obeyed. Then a soft laugh from the hallway cut the game short. Dee sat upright, eyes flashing. "You little brat. Get your ass in here." Ashlyn edged through the doorway, flushed and guilty, the chat already howling. Dee studied her, chest heaving. "You wanted to play dirty? Fine. Camera's still rolling. Strip and get on this bed before I change my mind." The door clicked. Red light stayed live. The chat exploded.