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Matthew Smith Age 18, 6'1 brown hair blue eyes tone athletic body

Matt was a normal high school student just like everyone else. Trying to keep his grades from plummeting and going to parties just about every weekend. The last party he went to changed his life for the better. He got drunk and hooked up with this girl Sarah and they went back to his house and had sex only Sarah came up with a kinky idea. She wanted to make a sex tape which Matt easily agreed to and then in the morning she left and for the next couple days things seemed normal, but when he went back to watch the sex tape he got an idea as well.

Matt remembered seeing this porn website that was accepting user submitted videos. He didn't say anything to Sarah about putting the video on the website. A couple days went by and then he received an email from the website and it was the creator of the site and they were very pleased with the video and wanted to create a contract with Matt for more videos that he would get paid for. At first he thought it was a joke but after talking more to the creator, Paul, he agreed to the contract and was required at least one video a week minimum.

So every Friday Matt was at any party he could find hooking up with a girl which he had no problem doing. Once he told one of the girls what he was doing word quickly spread through the school and he seemed to have girls lining up to make a tape with him in exchange for a cut of the money.

Matt filmed the videos at his house in his room since his parents weren't really ever home so he figured it would be a great place. It was Saturday night, the night he normally filmed his videos and he was with Rebecca, a sexy petite red head from his Algebra class and she was a pro in the bed. She pulled his pants down as soon as he hit record on the camera that sit on the tripod overlooking the bed.

She sucked him until he was as hard as a rock and then pushed him onto the bed and climbed up on his huge thick cock sliding down slowly. Her tight pussy felt incredible and he just held onto her round ass as she took control and rode him like a pro.
 
Name: Kimberly Smith
Age: 36
Height: 5'6"
Body: Athletically toned through workouts at the gym
Hair: Dark brown
Eyes: Blue

The week had been long and the night only seemed stretch on into eternity. John and I regularly go out with friends or family on Fridays. Our son, Matt, is 18 and old enough to take care of himself - not that he necessarilly stays home on Friday nights.

All that they talked about was some rumour that one of the kids in Matt's class had started producing porn or the net. None of them had seen any of it or even knew if there was the merest substance to the story. All the same, each time I tried to change the subject, it was brought up again by one of the guys.

I finally just needed to get out there and maybe get some rest. I claimed I was suffering a head-ache but my husband handed me the keys rather than drive me home. He was too engrossed in talking over by-gone days and what those days might have turned out to be had they had then what we have today.

My husband said he'd get a ride home and hoped I felt better. I sighed in resignation, said my good-byes and left for home.

I was surprised to see Matt's car in the drive but put it out of my mind. Upon opening the door, I knew that he was entertaining company. Back in the day, we had the good grace to make out in the back seat rather than in the house.

I went to the kitchen cabinet and took two advil before heading to bed. I'd confront Matt about his visitor tomorrow when I was calmer and well rested. I just hoped to God he was using condoms. I was too young to become a grandmother yet.

I quietly walked into my room, shed my clothes, pulled on an over-sized t-shirt and went to bed.

Getting to sleep wasn't as easy as I'd hoped it might prove. Matt's friend was what we called a screamer. She was even doing a moment by moment play of what I'd have seen if I'd peeked in and watched. That combined with what had to be Matt's groaning was keeping me awake.

Before I knew it, I was playing with myself to the sound of sex.

"That's it, baby!!" "I love how big and hard you are!!!" "Your cock feels so fucking good!!!"

I couldn't believe I was getting off on my son having sex in the next room. There had to be something wrong with me. I bit my lower lip as I came hearing that she was riding him. John and I almost only do the missionary position. At her proclamation of riding her stallion, I visuallized myself in her place for an instant. That's when the big O hit. Thankfully, I had John's pillow to muffle my scream of pleasure.

"Yeah, I'm a rodeo girl riding her stallion bare-backed!!!" she screamed. "Make me a porn star!!! I'm gonna come!!!"

My eyes opened wide at those last three statements. First, they weren't using protection. Next, it was Matt they'd been talking about and imagining themselves in his place.

I rose quickly, grabbed my bath robe and just barely tied it off when I heard Matt grunt.

I don't recall opening either mine or Matt's bedroom door. I do vaguely remember pulling the slut off my son and dragging her to the front door before tossing her out on her butt.

I marched to Matt's room and stood there for a moment until he recognized my presence. "You are going to have alot of explaining to do, young man. But right now, I'd recommend you get somewhat dressed and bring the girl her clothes.

With that I entered the master bedroom and slammed the door shut behind me.
 
I was in heaven right now, this girl was riding my cock so good and she was yelling out dirty talk in between her sexy high pitched moans. My hands were on her hips gripping her tightly as she kept riding me not slowing down at all. Her body was glistening as she began to sweat from working up and down my huge cock.

I was getting so close to pumping her tight pussy full of my cum and then my door flung open making both of us jump in surprise. Then Rebecca was being pulled off of my cock. I heard a wet popping sound as my cock slipped from her tight little pussy and looked over to see my own mother pulling the girl off of me and dragging her out of the house.

"Mom what the hell?" I shouted out as I hoped off the bed and scavenged the floor for my pants, my cock swaying with each movement I took. After pulling on my pants and a tshirt I grabbed Rebecca's clothes and carried them out to her hearing your bedroom door slam shut as I headed down the hallway. "Hey I'm sorry about that she didn't hurt you did she?" I stayed with her until she got dressed and left.

I stormed back into the house and went right to your door flinging the door open. "Hey mom what the hell was that about?! Ever hear of a word called privacy?"
 
I had planned to remove my robe and return to bed after the episode I'd just created; but found myself too wound up. Instead,I'd tossed my bathrobe over the foot of the bed and walked to and fro as my mind absorbed the fact that my son was the supposed 'Porn King of Moorcock High School.' I thought I'd raised him better than to take advantage of others like that.

I heard my door whoosh open and Matt's voice loudly ask, "Hey mom what the hell was that about?! Ever hear of a word called privacy?"

He was one to talk. I turned about and faced him.

"Do you have any idea what your father and your uncle Will were talking about all night? No? There's a rumour circulating that there's a boy your age filming amateur porn and selling it over the net," I said. "I heard what's her name scream out that she wanted you to make her a porn star and I saw the vidcam on its tripod situated by your bed.

"I might have over-reacted. But, it doesn't seem that you know the definition of privacy even more than I do. I didn't hear a knock before you entered. And splashing those girls faces across the net won't do them any favors in years to come. We're shutting you down, buster, besides - unprotected sex, I'm not ready to be a grandmother. Tonight was your last show.

If you want to start it up again once you move away, that's your choise. But while you're living under this roof..."
 
"Shutting me down? No you can't mom please I'll do anything! You wouldn't believe how much money I am making out of this." I was willing to do anything even if it meant changing around the way I shot my scenes. "Look I will start using protection and find a different filming location. Please" I wasn't looking forward to wearing protection because it felt so much better with out.

I walked a little closer towards you hoping you weren't serious about shutting me down. "Look mom please don't tell dad about this. How about you just get some sleep and forget all about this okay? I promise you that after tonight you will never be bothered by my filming again." If this didn't work on you the only other thing I could think of was offering you a split of the income I was making.
 
"Baby, I don't care how much you're getting out of this deal. It's only a matter of time before your father is able to put two and two together. And I won't forget tonight's events after catching some sleep. No, you're shutting down until you move out," I said with an air of finality.

"Now, if you'd be so kind as to exit my bedroom so I can get some sleep tonight. My head's aching and I want some peace and quiet so I can sleep. Sorry, baby, but I'm putting my foot down and I won't change my mind by tomorrow morning. G'night hon," I tiredly said as I walked toward the bed expecting you to leave as you were bid.
 
I decided to pull the last attempt I had to change your mind. I moved over towards you and sat down on the edge of the bed gently sitting you down next to me. "Mom how about this? I give you twenty five percent of the money I bring in. Who doesn't like more money? Use it to buy yourself some clothes from those magazines I always see you looking at."

I grabbed your hand and looked into your eyes, "Mom, I'm begging you please don't take this away from me"
 
I was surprised when Matt all but pulled me down to sit beside him as he took a seat on my bed's mattress. He offered me a portion of the money he earned with the pornography he'd continue creating if I allowed. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't allow it. Still...

"What aren't you telling me. Matthew?" I asked suspiciously. Why was he so anxious to continue with it? Was it the money, the sex or the combination of the two? Did he use the porn to get sex in the first place? I doubted it; but, I do remember the insecurity of being a teenager. "Why is this so important to you? I don't know how much money you make from it; but, if you were to continue on my say-so, I'd expect 50%."

I hadn't the faintest idea how much my son's bit of the porn industry took in; but, if he enjoyed as much economic fluidity as I believed, it might help let me catch a glimpse of how the other half lived.
 
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I cringed when I heard you say fifty percent, that was a lot of money but it now seemed like you were considering letting me continue. The amount I got paid was all determined on the quality of the films and how many views they received within three days of being posted. If they didn't receive a certain amount of views they were removed from the site and resulted in not getting paid for the video. The last factor of pay is how many videos I uploaded to the site every month, but since I was still in school and stuff I was only able to upload one video a week and usually received about 200-300 per video.

After thinking about it I nodded my head in agreement. "Okay I'll give you fifty percent of what I make, and I'm not hiding anything from you. I just really enjoy doing this it's like my job. What person wouldn't love getting paid to have sex, and this isn't illegal or anything, everything is legit"
 
I was surprised that he'd taken the 50% and had been ready to haggle. Perhaps I should have asked for more...

A voice in my mind told me that he'd continue making porn whether or not I stopped it from ever happening here in our home. At least as a partner and his mother, I'd have a say in who his female co-stars might be. I'd also be able to put restrictions such as the use of protection.

As he was telling me how wonderful his new job was, I kept thinking to myself that work's not supposed to be fun - that's why it's called work.

"Are you sure it's entirely above board? Do they take money out for taxes when they pay you? If they don't, there's the IRS to worry about..."

It suddenly hit me that unless he carefully edited the scenes he'd already taken; I'd be briefly portrayed in the next sex video he sent in. Would my interference affect its come out? Did I really care?

I supposed I needed him to see me as his partner in this venture.

"What about the video you just shot? Will it be okay?" I asked. I figured he might call the girl and have her come back to finish or re-shoot the entire thing...

The naughty side of my mind suddenly began coming up with scenarios as to why an older woman might have pulled a younger woman off the man she was fucking. All he'd have to do was go back to his room, lie down and get his cock back to full attention then the jealous lover returns to give him a piece of her mind but - upon seeing him stroking his cock - gives him a piece of ass instead. It would also serve to cement our partnership in this enterprise.

I shook my head to dislodge the thought from my mind. He's my son. Didn't stop you from masturbating to the sounds of their sex, did it?

"Ummm, I suppose you can call what's-her-name to finish the scene if you need to," I said.
 
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I had to hide my excitement when you seemed to agree to being my partner. I know for a fact that the girl I was just filming with would come back even though the sex was after it ending like that. "It is simple mom. I just send in the videos and depending on a few factors that depends on my pay. It's not technically official. If the videos I send in are of quality, and they always are, they wire money into my account"

I leaned back on the bed slightly while thinking about what to do about the video I filmed tonight. They most likely wouldn't except it like that because of how it ended, now there would be one way to end it but that would involve my mother shooting the rest of the scene after pulling the young teen off her 'man's' cock, but I wasn't sure I could do that.

"Now about the issue of the ruined video I filmed tonight it won't pass standards and would be rejected. I doubt Rebecca is going to come back after what happened so we can consider that video shot. I'm going to need to shoot another video tomorrow and send it in before midnight because that is the deadline for videos for that week."
 
I was almost sure that I'd seen him look at me speculatively before he said that tonight's film was ruined. Had he also considered the possibility of me co-starring in the video he'd shot tonight? I heard him pronounce the video he'd shot tonight as lacking in the quality he usual sent in.

For a split second, I thought to offer my services as a co-star; but, he mentioned shooting another video tomorrow and the moment passed. I told myself then that I needed a reality check.

What had I been thinking? He's my son. I couldn't have sex with my son.

Could I?

"You have a deadline at midnight? I thought you just sent it in whenever you finished going over it to see how well it turned out. I hope you have luck and that I haven't scared them all away with tonight's incident. If any ask, tell them that I'm now your manager or something," I said.
 
"Thank you so much mom!" I practically shouted before giving you a big hug and getting up. I knew exactly who to call, Kelly. She was one girl he filmed with occasionally, we had about five films together and she loved it. I walked out of the room and headed back to mine grabbing my cell phone off the dresser. It was still a little early so I figured Kelly would still be up. I called her and asked her if she wanted to be in another video and she happily agreed and said she would be right over I told her to just walk right in when she got here too.

I kept looking out the window until I saw her car pull into the driveway and then I quickly undressed and hit record on the video camera and went and laid down on the bed. After starting to play with my cock thinking about her I quickly got hard so once she walked into the door she would see me laying there with my massive cock sticking straight up.
 
I was caught by surprise by Matt's enthusiastic response to what I'd said. After a strong hug, he was out the door and already scrolling down his cell phone's contact list. I heard him talk to some girl about coming over to make another vid.

How often had he been with this girl? How many videos had he sent in? Was I doing the right thing? Was I actually feeling something akin to jealousy? No, couldn't be. Matt was my son and I was only worried after his welfare.

I imagined him taking these movies in some seedy motel and told myself that I was doing the right thing after all. Here, he'd be using clean sheets and...

The sheets on his bed had to reak of sex and sweat. I knew that I would have been upset if I'd gone to meet my boyfriend only to find signs of another woman having been there.

After a put upon sigh, I rose and changed the sheets on his bed. I dumped the used sheets into the hamper and had just barely finished before I heard a car pull up in the drive.

I was about to close my bedroom door when I remembered something. I rushed to Matt's room and stopped dead in my tracks by the sight of him stroking his cock. I quickly averted my eyes after getting more than an eyefull.

I cleared my throat and reminded him about using condoms before slipping away into my room. I wasn't quite ready to play hostess - Oh hello, how nice to meet you. I'm Kimberly, the mother of the guy you're about to have sex with.

I shut my bedroom door almost exactly as I heard the front door open.
 
I was stunned and froze when I saw my mother standing there staring at me stroking my cock waiting for Kelly. I would have covered up but there were no covers on my bed. I just laid there frozen like a statue until she walked away and Kelly entered the room.

"Hey you ready baby?" I said to her with a smile as I kept stroking my cock feeling her eyes staring at it.

After she asked me what happened to Rebecca I came up with some story about how she had second thoughts. Kelly saw me leaving the party with Rebecca that's the only reason she brought it up.

I searched through my nightstand and pulled out a condom. Ripping the package open then putting it on my massive cock motioning her to join me on the bed. "Let's make another one of our popular videos baby"
 
I kept silent feeling all too awkward as matters stood and not wishing to make them any more so. I heard voices talking. The walls are just thin enough that one can catch the tone of voice spoken aloud. He'd welcomed her and she'd asked a question.

I suppose I could have heard it more clearly if I'd placed a glass against the separating wall and pressing my ear to it; but, listening to other people's converstations is just downright rude and listening to my son have sex with another girl tonight was much more than I was ready to handle.

With luck, this one would be a good deal more quiet than the last.

Now if I could only get the image of my son masturbating with a cock that would make any porn star proud, I'd be set.
 
Kelly walked right over to the bed and climbed on but instead of straddling my cock she straddled my face pressing her bare young pussy to my lips. I used my talented tongue on her getting her nice and wet and bringing her to a quick orgasm before we got to the really good part. I made her get onto her knees and fucked her doggy style. Slapping her ass after every few thrusts. We fucked in various other positions as well, missionary, her riding me, and finishing with her being bent over the bed.

We ended up shooting a video that was about forty minutes long and were now laying on the bed sweating lightly and catching our breath. She fell asleep in my arms and in the morning I woke up to her being gone. The very first thing I did after waking up was upload the video to the computer than to the website. It was guaranteed to be a success.

After I did that I pulled on a pair of boxers and went out to the kitchen to get a glass of orange juice as I was very thirsty after a night of sex with Kelly.
 
I know I shouldn't have and God knows I've berated myself all night over it; but, I masturbated to the sounds I heard coming from my son's bedroom. I pulled my husband's pillow to my face to muffle any sound that might have escaped otherwise. I came twice to the remembered sight of Matt, cock in hand.

When John arrived home, I know he must have been more than a little surprised. I'm usually passive when it comes to sex and I've never before been the aggressor before. But this last night proved that I was more than able to take an active role in our sex life.

Part of me can't justify this... lust? I'm not sure what the hell it is, I just know that my entire world seems on the brink of teetering if I let these sensations persist.

Of course, another part of my mind's happy to point out that last night might be a turningpoint in my married sex life. John looked non-plussed at first but was soon more than willing to pound himself into me as I asked him to go harder and faster. I guess I hoped that John might be able to fuck the living daylights out of me and perhaps the sight of our son stroking his own cock as he waited for last night's co-star.

What he didn't know and I was still sane enough to muffle my cries as I came crying Matt's name into the pillow.

Maybe I should see a therapist or something before this all blows up in my face. I thought to myself as I woke up and head to the bathroom for a quick shower before dressing and preparing breakfast.
 
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I heard some footsteps in the hallway and after some investigating I saw you there and stopped you before you reached the bathroom. "Hey mom just though I'd let you know that I sent the video in this morning. Kelly is one of my regulars so it's a guaranteed hit I should see the money by mid week and then you'll get your cut. Sorry if we were being too loud for you"

"Your gonna be glad you partnered up with me mom, your gonna have an extra couple hundred a week to spend on whatever you want" I said placing my hand on your back and rubbing it softly not really thinking I was just very excited that you allowed me to keep operating.
 
"One of your regulars?" I asked - the word carrying an almost ominous quality to it. "Ummm... you wouldn't mind giving me your passwords and stuff so I can take a look at what you've already sent in and maybe add my own two cents worth, would you?"

His hand rubbing my back was starting to affect me. If he'd done it yesterday, I'd have probably smiled and thanked him for being sweet. But things had changed and it was starting to drive me to distraction.

I'm uncertain whether or not I let out a soft moan. However, I do know the fear I felt that I might make some such noise. Well, that and the simple fact that my bedroom door was ajar as John, my husband - his father, lay asleep just inside.

With the thought of his father, I turned about to face Matt and, in hushed tones, said, "Thanks, baby. The extra cash will be nice. But, honestly, I've felt you slipping away this past year or so and soon you'll be heading off. I guess I'm hoping that this partnership of ours will allow us to have some quality time that I've felt's been missing. But whatever you do, don't tell your father. He and your uncle may have been cracking jokes about what they'd have done in the barely legal porn director's shoes; but, I can't even begin to imagine how he'd react if he knew."

That being said, I reached up to give you a peck on the cheek before turning and heading for my shower.
 
Hearing you talk about how I have been slipping away from you and you were right. I got so caught up in my new found obsession that I have come across I have been more and more distant than I would have liked to. "Yeah we'll definitely spend more time together mom"

After you kissed my cheek and went into the bathroom I headed back into my room. Sitting down at the computer I wrote down my user ID and password for the website for you and walked out to the bathroom and slipped it under the door not sure where else to leave it.
 
As I stood beneath the water, letting it run over my body as I began covering my body in coconut scented 3 in 1 bodywash, shampoo and conditioner, I couldn't fail to notice how hard my nipples were.

I also noted that I may have spent more time than usual on those little nubbins or that juncture between my legs. Why was it that I had flashed on that moment when I'd interupted Matt's masturbating session as he prepared himself for the video he had shot last night? Why was it that I found myself aroused by my memory of his hardness? True, he was an inch or two longer than John and looked to be a bit wider as well; but, this was my son I was...

I realized right then and there that I had begun playing with my pussy. I turned off the hot water and finished my shower in much lower temperatures than I had started out with.

I closed the water down and grabbed a towel to dry my now shivering body. I pulled on some underwear and a bathrobe. I brushed my hair and set about preparing myself for the day to come.

It was as I approached the door that I noticed the slip of paper that had been slid underneath it. I picked it up and was unable to make head or tail of the two words written there. Then I recalled my request for my son's login name and password to better see just what it was that Matt had gotten himself into.

I folded the sheet in half and tucked it into one of my bathrobe's pockets. I'd wait until John left to surf the web in order to better understand what I'd just gotten myself into.
 
As I was in the kitchen looking for some food I got a call from one of my friends. He wanted me to go play a game a football with some of our other friends. I agreed and got ready getting dressed in basketball shorts and a t shirt. I yelled out to you while you were in the shower and headed out.

After playing a game and then getting some lunch I was gone for about two hours before coming back home. I was pretty dirty so I went right into the bathroom and took a shower washing off my tone body before shutting the water off and stepping out onto the bathroom floor and dried myself off wrapping the towel around my waist.

"Hey mom I'm home" I shouted out not seeing dad's car in the driveway I knew you were the only one home. I went into my room and as soon as I was in with the door closed I pulled off my towel and looked around for my clothes and ended up pulling on a pair of cargo shorts and a tank top.
 
John left to play golf with some friends from the office shortly after lunch and Matt was out the door heading to a friend's to play football. I was left alone and after rinsing the dishes, setting them in the dishwasher and turning it on.

I usually spend my Saturdays doing housework. I emptied the clothes hamper and sorted the clothes before starting the first load. I looked to the furniture polish and towels but the slip of paper I'd found on the bathroom floor earlier. I had transfered to the jeans I now wore was burning a hole in my pocket as my mind kept returning to it as I'd gone about the cooking and cleaning.

I went into the study/computer room, turned on my laptop and sat at my desk. I entered my password then waited for everything to load. I clicked on Safari and entered the site Matt had mentioned earlier. Once I logged in under my son's ID and password I set about exploring the 'My Videos' portion of his account.

My jaw dropped when I saw the number 17. Upon checking the oldest video's date, I realized that they'd all taken place this last year starting shortly after New Year's Day. Even though Matt would be turning 19 in May, I hadn't expected that he'd have been this sexually active before graduation. Equally disturbing was the fact that I recognized some of these girls. Some had been in the class before his and others were his classmates. For the most part, they appeared to be girls from nearby towns. Each video was titled by his name and age followed by hers. They were all above 18 and they'd all been filmed in this house.

I knew John and I tended to stay out late on Friday nights; but, Matt was 18 now and legally an adult. We'd believed him capable of judging right and wrong as well as being responsible for himself. Instead, he'd turned our house into a porn studio and we'd turned a blind eye to it all.

I clicked on the first video and watched as my son and a girl I was almost certain was named Sarah have sex. Matt was certainly excited and looked at the camera a number of times. He didn't fare well on his first try but the girl only smiled and worked at getting him erect for a second go 'round. He did much better the 2nd time.

I watched a few of his first vids and some of his latest ones. His technique and staying power had greatly improved in that short time. I suppose the old addage 'practice makes perfect' applied sex as well as any number of uses the saying was usually put to use.

I heard a soft moan and it took me some time before I realized that it and a number that had followed had been issued from my own mouth and that some time during my perusal of Matt's videos, I'd begun rubbing myself.

I pressed pause, took out one of the earbuds I'd plugged into my laptop and listened closely for a while. I thought I'd heard something. With a quick glance at the computer's clock, I figured I had a good hour or so before either John or Matt returned and unbuckled my belt then opened and lowered my jeans. Only my silken panties barred my way from actually touching myself.

I knew it was wrong but watching Matt receiving a handjob, blowjob or pounding himself into some girl was really getting to me. I hoped John was ready for a repeat of last night because the way I felt right now, I wanted to jump him the moment he entered the door.
 
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After getting dressed I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water, we had to keep these in high supply because I drank a few of them a day to stay hydrated. I sat out on the back porch relaxing for a little as I drank my water. When I was done and tossed the bottle into the recycling can I wondered where my mother was. Your car was in the driveway but yet you were nowhere to be found.

I headed through the kitchen into the living room. I saw the can of furniture polish sitting there so I knew you had to be home somewhere. After checking your room and bathroom there was really only one room left to check, the study. As I neared the door I thought I heard a soft moaning sound and when I peeked through the door that was cracked open my eyes widened. There was my mother sitting there with her pants down touching herself while watching my videos.

I felt a wave of excitement rush through my body at this forbidden sight. After standing there not being able to look away I opened the door slowly and started making my way over to you. I don't know why I was doing this but my body seemed to have taken control over my mind that was telling me to stop. I got close enough and leaned down to pull the earphones out of your ears and speak softly. "Looks like someone is enjoying my videos" I said while placing my hand on your shoulder.
 
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