Fortunately not.

Betsie's phone pinged. She had a message. 'U r such a slut! It'll do. Can't wait to see the next 1 lol!' Betsie stuck her middle finger up at the phone. She knew it didn't do anything or change anything but it made her feel better. However now that Lexi had approved her first video her body went into autopilot as she got ready for the next one. She wondered what her subconscious would choose for her this time. Again to the wardrobe she went.

"Fuck me, will my life ever end." Betsie was stood in front of her mirror again wearing outfit number two. She had put her hair up in a ponytail, which she didn't mind. She was wearing a sports bra, which she didn't mind. It was the bottom half she objected to. Betsie wore grey yoga pants. She had worn them once that she could remember, maybe twice. They were so tight that she had spent most of the time constantly removing the camel toe that kept forming. Looking down she could see that one had already formed. "Fuck my life," said as she removed the toe. Betsie knew why this had been chosen. Last time she wore this, Kai had seen her in it and said he would 'spank that sexy ass all the way to my bedroom.' While she liked that idea, Betsie couldn't deal with the constant camel toe. Besides she had enough clothes that sexy ass without the hassle.

Betsie started the video in selfie mode. "Hi Kai," said Betsie, her voice dripping with sex appeal. "Just 'cos I'm not with you today doesn't mean I can't think about you." She panned up and down her body. "And I hope you're thinking about me." She switched to mirror view. 'Fuck me, how the fuck is that fucking toe back?!' Betsie's mind screamed. However her emotions were not displayed on her face. Instead she gave her lips a sensual lick. "Remember these," she played with the waistband of her pants, "Remember what you wanted to do?" Betsie twisted her body to be profile in the mirror. She then slapped her ass, "Because I do." For good measure she gave another slap followed by a giggle. "What would you do to me next? Well hopefully bend me over," Betsie bent 90 degrees at the waist, "And tell me that," smack "I'm," smack "A very," smack "Very," smack "Naughty," smack "Girl." SMACK. That last one was especially hard and actually stung a bit. "You would the shove your hands down my pants," Betsie shoved her spare hand down her pants, "And tell me how wet I am," Betsie groaned and moaned as she bucked on her hand. "You would tell me what a dirty bitch I am."

Betsie was suddenly hit with a thought. She might have been acting like a bitch in heat but she was bone dry downstairs. Betsie realised that needed to change and quickly as she would soon be putting a banana up there and it would be a lot easier with lubrication. She began to massage her clit in the hope that her body would respond. However her body didn't give her the time. "You would smash my tits," Betsie's hands shot from her pants to under her bra. "You would twist my nips and tell me how they were like bullets." She painfully twisted her nipple. However her moan was one of pleasure and not of pain. "You would strip my bra off," her bra was quickly removed, "Because you want to see my tits bounce when you. Smack. My. Ass." The last three words were accompanied with smacks and hard enough one so her tits did bounce.

If this spanking continued for much longer Betsie thought she would have trouble sitting. "But that wouldn't satisfy a stud like you," said Betsie in a honeyed voice. 'Fuck me,' thought Betsie, 'If he's not satisfied and ready to fuck me at this point, he's gay.' "Noooo," Betsie cooed, continuing with her monologue. "You want flesh on flesh." 'No you fuckin' don't!' her mind yelled but her face smiled and her free hand pushed down her pants. "Hmmm," moaned Betsie, "I'm such a bad girl and you know what bad girls want? A. Good. Hard. Fucking." Four more slaps rained down on Betsie's bare ass.

Betsie switched back to selfie view and propped herself on her pillows. Betsie held her phone at arms length so most of her body was in shot. She was sat with her knees bent, level with her shoulders and as far apart as possible. Her bare feet were flat on the bed pointing in opposite directions. She had stripped off her pants and the only thing that prevented her being fully nude was a small G-string. Betsie looked at the camera and stuck two fingers in her mouth. "Hmmm," she moaned. Betsie then slid those fingers into her G-string and slowly started rubbing her slit. "I'm so bad!" Betsie said with a wink. She brought her fingers back to her mouth, moistened them and went back to rubbing herself. "Hmmm," continued to moan. "Somehow I don't think a tiny thing like this will stop a real man like you." Betsie then moved the crotch of her G-string to the side so her pussy was now on display. She soaked her fingers again before putting both into her pussy while her thumb massaged her clit. Her fingers went from her pussy to her mouth back to her pussy one final time before Betsie declared, "But who wants to be gentle? A. Real. Man. Fucks. Hard." This time she slapped her pussy with every word.

Betsie briefly wondered what the most unladylike way to take off a pair of panties was. The reason why this random thought had came to mind was that, to take off her G-string, Betsie had rolled onto her back with her parted legs in the air. Her phone was positioned so face, tits, pussy and asshole were all in shot then she slowly removed her G-string while licking her lips. Betsie had seen casting videos that weren't as explicit. Now that she was naked there was only one thing to do. She grabbed a banana and began to lick it while making obscene moaning noises. She rubbed it along her pussy before licking it some more. Betsie knew she couldn't delay any longer. This time when the banana went to her pussy, she didn't rub her pussy with the banana but penetrated it. "Ooooh yes!" squealed Betsie. With the moisture from her fingers and her saliva on the banana, Betsie was able to enter herself without too much pain. Still she knew the banana would need need more lubing so Betsie pulled it out and stuck it in her mouth. She moaned while she gave the banana a blowjob. Betsie hoped this would be enough lube. The taste of banana with her pussy juice was not the greatest flavour. This time the banana entered her pussy a lot easier and she was able to go a lot deeper. "OH yes! Fuck me," she cried. Betsie continued to work the banana in and out of her pussy. "Yes, fuck me like that! Oh fuck yeah!"

When Betsie felt like she had made a big enough whore of herself she pulled the banana out her pussy, looked at the camera and said as sexily as possible, "Nice but not as nice as the real thing!" With that Betsie winked at her phone, kissed the banana and hit stop. "Aaaaargh!" was all Betsie could manage as she threw the banana across the room. Again she hit send and collapsed back on her bed.