Slop... Slop...
With a strange feeling, Nathan started doing something he absolutely shouldn't be doing while severely injured. Blood dripped down past his left eye. With only one eye open, he stared at the Prunus Vitalis sprouts.
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Meanwhile, the Tower Manager—who was watching Nathan desperately jerking off—held the system panel in front of her face.
Her cheeks flushed red.
Shit... She shook her head. What the hell am I thinking? she pulled the panel away.
But her eyes couldn't look away from Nathan's foamy hand stroking his cock.
Ahh... come on... faster... eummmhh... She bit her lip, pressed her palms together like she was praying, and placed them right between her cleavage.
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Nathan, in desperation, moaned, "Eughmmm…"
He stroked faster, hoping to reach the fastest climax of his life.
Fuck... Fuck... why? why?
Why the hell did I end up as a jerk-off Hunter? I wanted to be a badass Hunter… and now I'm jerking off to a fucking plant, FUCK…
