As soon as we entered the room, Katya’s expression changed. I felt a pang of fear. “Don’t be scared,” she said, her voice softer now. “I’ve been thinking about our conversation. You said you wanted to cum even more, but you’re fighting your own desires. Let’s be honest—did you want to fuck Anya back there?” I was scared to answer, but I was even more scared to lie. “Yes,” I admitted. “Understand this: to truly enjoy cummi...