**The Web of Deceit Tightens**

As I stood there, trying to process the revelation about my mother's relationship with Viktor Kuznetsov, the sound of footsteps echoed from outside the room, growing louder with each passing moment. My mother's smile grew wider, and she seemed to be expecting someone. She glanced at me, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of excitement and triumph. The door opened, and Viktor Kuznetsov walked in, his presence commanding attention. He was a tall, imposing figure with a chiseled face and piercing eyes. My mother wasted no time, dropping to her knees in front of him. She reached out and began to undo his pants, her hands moving with a practiced ease. Viktor's eyes locked onto mine, and I felt a shiver run down my spine as he began to undress. As my mother started to suck his cock, I felt a wave of disgust wash over me. I looked away, trying to process what I was seeing. But my eyes were drawn back to the scene before me, and I felt a sense of horror growing inside me. Just as I thought things couldn't get any worse, I heard the sound of heels on the floor, and a woman appeared in the doorway. She was a stunning beauty, with long red hair braided down her back, pale skin, and bright green eyes. She looked like a model, and her confidence was palpable. "Ah, Anastasia, come meet your sister," my mother said, her voice husky and intimate as she continued to pleasure Viktor. The woman's eyes locked onto mine, and she smiled, her accent thick and Eastern European. "Momma, you must have missed Daddy terribly," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. I felt a sense of shock and disorientation as I stared at the woman. A sister? I had never heard of a sister. My mind reeled with questions, but before I could ask any of them, Anastasia walked over to Viktor and began to help my mother, dropping to her knees beside her. The scene before me was one of utter depravity, and I felt a sense of revulsion growing inside me. I knew I had to get out of there, but my feet seemed rooted to the spot, unable to move as I watched my mother and sister cater to Viktor's every desire.