Chapter 57-wronged

Marilyn's POV

I got off him and gently parted his legs, squatting between them to closely observe his member. The base of the thick shaft had several deep red marks, and the testicles were plump. I squeezed them in my hand, and they felt a bit soft. Squeezing harder, the entire engorged shaft moved along with the pressure.

Looking up at him from below, I asked, "Can't you ejaculate anymore?"

My soft, warm breath brushed against his incredibly sensitive member. Lynn's body trembled as if overcome by shivers. His eyes glistened with moisture, and he tried to steady his breathing, seemingly ashamed of his inability to climax. He lowered his head, his voice almost a whisper, "Yeah..."