Chapter 63-don't bother me
The man and woman by the experimental table embraced each other. Margaret blushed, trembling in her waist and abdomen. Andy kissed her neck, deeply injecting his semen into her passage.
After a while, they calmed down.
Margaret was exhausted and asked Andy to carry her to Douglas. The prince of the Eastern Holy Land seemed to be unconscious, lying on the ground with his body askew, his forehead against the cold floor.
Margaret helped Andy stand up and nudged Douglas's waist with her toe. His genitals were exposed, no longer as excited as before.
"Ah..."
She saw the pool of milky fluid between his legs and exclaimed in surprise, "You can ejaculate like this?"
Douglas remained silent.
He kept his eyes tightly closed, his disheveled and dirty body covered with a blush of humiliation. His face was wet, unable to distinguish between sweat and saliva.