I pressed the play button and forwarded it to the time when Clarissa’s friends opened the door. I didn’t want to see it, but I wanted to make sure that what I saw before was right.
Yes, Damian was clearly awake. He was looking at the ceiling when he asked her to suck him. His voice was clear, not slurring. The door was then closed quietly, just like in Marco’s and Max’s video. Not even a minute later, Clarissa came out of the room. That was fast. Damian couldn’t have finished in that short amount of time. Or was Clarissa so good to be able to make him come that fast? My heart panged from hurt and jealousy.
Then one of the women asked Clarissa how big Damian’s was.
“Couldn’t get it up,” Clarissa said.
“Was he too drunk?” One of the women asked again.
Clarissa shook her head. “He was sober. He’s either gay or impotent.”
"What?!" Her friends sounded shocked at the information.
"Yeah." Clarissa nodded and tossed her hair away over her shoulder.
