It was a clip I'd found on an adult website - you couldn't see faces, but the actions were clear enough.

Hearing the mixed sounds from the video, Rachel's face went pale, her facial muscles twitching.

She seemed really nervous.

“Ry, is it really him?” her voice shook.

I folded my arms, replying vaguely, “Of course it is.”

“Now we can call the police... Ry, send me the video!” She became unusually agitated, losing ...