Charles was really irritated. His manhood was still hard, and he hadn't released it yet. Finally, he kissed Sarah deeply for a while to vent his desire and anger. He didn't let her go until her lips turned bright red. Wiping his hair in restless motion, he walked out with a bathrobe and yelled, "What are you doing!"
It turned out to be Mrs. Thomas outside: his mother. Charles paused with complex emotions in his heart. He was angry, but his body was filled with lust. He had to endure it and ask, "Mom, what's the matter? Today is my wedding night!"
Seeing his messy clothes and smelling alcohol fumes, Mrs. Thomas knew what they were doing just now. She looked displeased and said, "What am I doing? Your father fell ill. You need to go to the hospital right away to see him."
Charles was stunned and finally became serious. "What's the matter with dad?"
