My best friend. My roommate. The one person I thought was still innocent in all of this.
My eyes widened in shock. A strangled sound escaped my raw throat.
“Sarah…?” I whispered, my voice cracking.
She looked down at me, naked, covered in the c*m of dozens of men, p***y and ass still leaking, with a calm, almost affectionate smile.
“Hello, Lila,” she said softly. “Surprised?”
I tried to sit up, but my body was too weak. c*m dripped from my chin as I stared at her in disbelief.
“You… you knew?” I rasped. “All of this? The videos? The blackmail? Everything?”
Sarah crouched beside me and gently brushed a strand of c*m-matted hair from my face. Her touch was surprisingly tender.
“I didn’t just know,” she whispered. “I helped orchestrate it. From the very first night you came home smell
