Way Better Than Your Boyfriend

Horny before breakfast. Natasha and I go at each other like we’re starving, and I love it, but this morning the idea of watching something from the shadows turned me on even harder. Natasha gets off on watching sex happen. She knows every angle, every shadow, and when I said we were filming Katerina in secret she just smiled like Christmas had come early. She already knows the drill, because she did it to me on my birthday. No hesitation, no guilt, just the three of us agreeing without words. She slipped into the closet with the lens pointed at the bed, red light blinking.