Back in my apartment, the guilt from earlier quickly dissipated to be replaced with a brand new fantasy. The vision of Gideon's ass, his deep, throaty groans of pleasure were permanently engraved into memory, playing on a loop over and over again as I fiddled with myself for the first time ever.
I was glad to replace all memories of Cyril in the video with me, imagining what his c**k would feel like deep inside my hole, his husky voice in my ear muttering sweet nothings as he pounded into me while I held his chest close, inhaling his smell and leaving hickeys on his neck.
Great. This was my punishment for being snoopy, and it came with a stronger wave of desire and jealousy at what Cyril was enjoying.
Later that evening, I confessed everything to Nadia in a phone call after she'd tucked
