“Marco, I sent it to you by mistake. I didn’t—”

“You didn’t what? You didn’t intend to? Why, Erica? To whom were you sending it, hmm? To my brother?” I said, angry.

I sat on my soft bed, she’s on my lap, straddling me. By now, I’m sure she can feel my hardness and lust, poking right on her pussy that for sure is already wet.

She’s such an actress. Looking at her now, if I have no knowledge that she had fucked my brother, I would’ve been killed by guilt and shame for doing this to her. However, she is a whore, a slut in the making, and a...