"That's correct!!" Olga announced. You try to fist pump, but you're still kind of stuck, wedge in someone's ass. "For round two, you'll have to guess... Who's ass you're in right now?"

Anothe tough one, it's like she wants you to be a servant...

You try to struggle and get a reaction out of the three, wiggling around and even... Eugh, touching the asshole. Unexpectedly, a small whiff of gas overwhelmed your sense of smell, churning your stomach.

"Ooh. That feels kind of good."

That sounds like... Olav.

At least you think, I mean they tend to look and talk a bit the same too... Could be Onna or Olga for all you know...