“Relax, Mama,” Gina whispered.
“Stop calling me Mama.”
“I can call you Mistress.”
Cam felt a twinge of…what? Regret? Longing?
“I can call you Daddy. Whatever you want.” She reached up and took Cam’s hand and placed it on her breast. “Anything you want.”
“You’re a little w***e,” Cam spit at her.
“Makes no difference.” Gina was pressing harder. “Maybe that’s what you need.”
Cameron squeezed the tit under her hand and felt Gina’s body react.
“Yes. See? I can take it.” Her voice was eager. “I’m a whole lot better than that dried up piece of meat you think’s gonna wait for you. She can’t be that good in bed. Probably likes it soft and gentle.” She rushed on. “That’s not you. You don’t wanna be nice and gentle. You wanna be rough. You want to take all you can.” Gina waited. Cam didn’t mo
