I-It's... it's just some... flour, dear? I guess I must have got some on me earlier when I was... making dinner... I'm sorry. She panted, not daring to meet his gaze as he slid a finger inside her, spreading it around, teasing her already aching entrance. Azami moans. More, more, please~!

Azami gasped, her body tensing as Emmanuel spoke those words. She knew he was right; the taste, the texture - it was unmistakably semen. But how? Had Steven come inside her without using a condom? The thought sent a shiver down her spine, both thrilling and terrifying.

"O-oh my god..." She whispered, her voice trembling as she stared at Emmanuel with wide, guilty eyes. "I-I'm so sorry, honey. I didn't think... I mean, he promised... But I didn't ask for proof..."