My body feels like two different people are fighting over it today. After my morning shower, I caught myself staring at my reflection, still scrubbing my skin long after it was clean, trying to wash away the ghost feeling of all those cocks. But then tonight... god, my pussy got so wet and aching just from the sound of a belt unbuckling on TV. I hate it. I hate how my body betrays me, how my cunt throbs for things that broke me. I had to shove my panties in my mouth to stop from moaning his name—the wrong one—while I rubbed my clit. The worst part is the orgasm was so deep and real, and all I could whisper after was 'Masaya... I'm so sorry.' This isn't me. But it is.