My first girlfriend was supposed to be the ideal girl: innocent, quiet, considerate, and kind. One day, I found her forgotten phone and out of curiosity, I peeked at the screen. There was no way she was lying. On her phone, there was a chat group called "Shared Toilet." And there was a photo of a woman who looked like her, dressed provocatively. I told myself it must be some kind of prank or spam chat. But then she mentioned going back to her hometown, and I suddenly felt uneasy. When I called her, she didn't answer. After calling several times, she finally picked up, but her voice was slurred. "Hello, sorry I couldn't answer, I'm feeling a little unwell... I'll call you back later," she said. Worried, I decided to go to her hometown and was relieved to find her healthy and well. However, her rowdy hometown friends suddenly appeared, making me nervous. Despite having a million questions, I was forced to drink alcohol, and when I woke up, I saw a side of her I never knew existed: a girl who was relentlessly devouring countless cocks and reaching ecstasy. "It's a lie," she said, but my cock was rock hard in defiance of that thought...