How many rounds are you going?

You're deep in cuckold territory now, watching someone else take exactly what you thought was yours.

You feel it in your chest — that tight, humiliating heat that somehow pulls you closer instead of pushing you away. You can't look away from the scene unfolding in front of you. You grip the edge of the chair and count every second.

You already know the answer to how many rounds — more than you could handle, more than you'd dare admit excites you. You sit there, useless and burning, while every sound hits you like a direct challenge to everything you thought you knew about yourself.