When Yui woke up on the sofa, she realized it was already 10 PM. Her mind still felt hazy, and her lower body tingled with a lingering numbness.
As she focused her gaze between her legs and noticed the sofa stained with traces of semen, Yui's face gradually flushed crimson.
She remembered now—she had made love with Roland earlier. It wasn't a dream; it was real.
She had been fucked. She was now his woman!
How wonderful and delightful!
But despite the thrill, Yui quickly realized something else.
The cold food still sat on the dining table, but neither her mother nor Roland were in the living room. Suddenly, she heard a sound.
It came from the bathroom—a moaning sound.
Isn't that Mom's voice?
Why is she moaning so loudly, so... erotically?
Yui couldn't help but glance toward the bathroom. The light was on, and the door was wide open.
And the moaning was definitely coming from inside.
