After following Helena to the third floor, she silently opened a certain door that led to a dark room, illuminated only by the glow of multiple monitors inside.
On each screen, images from different areas of the house could be seen, proving that the entire place was being watched by cameras.
Which was, at the very least, a little strange. But I could imagine the reason for it. Sophia probably wanted to watch me as I made the other girls moan like horny little sluts.
Besides, I didn't mind being watched by another girl, as long as she was hot. Of course, if it were a man seeing all of that, my opinion would be completely different.
I could accept a guy watching me have sex only if it were to humiliate him, and with a girl who wasn't my girlfriend. After all, the only man who should see my girlfriend naked is me.
