Gina’s POVI looked at Fred, hoping for some sign of sympathy, but he just shrugged, his eyes already fixed on my body. Mia reached out and touched my arm, her fingers light. “Hey, it doesn’t have to be a bad thing. I promise I’ll make it fun.”My throat tightened. The humiliation was a hot wave rolling over me, but beneath it, there was something else—a flicker of heat, a memory of the afternoon, of John’s tongue and Fred’s cock. I hated myself for it, but I couldn’t deny the way my pussy clenched at the thought.“Fine,” I whispered.John grinned, his hand sliding down to squeeze my ass. “That’s my girl.”Fred set down his beer and started unbuttoning his jeans. “Get comfortable,” he said to Mia. “We’ve got a show to watch.”John guided me to the couch, his hands already busy with the hem of my tank top. “Strip for us,” he said, his voice low. “Slow. Let Mia see what she’s working with.”I hesitated, clenching my fists, but the memory of the video and his thumb hovering over the send
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