"Master... master~~"
On the other side, Queen Elizabeth, who was ruthlessly abandoned by Eric, was lying on the ground covered in semen and vaginal fluids, unable to embrace her huge pregnant belly with her hands, spreading her legs wide open, revealing her still gushing vagina, in a posture that resembled giving birth.
Queen Elizabeth could only watch Eric and Sylvia from a distance, filled with endless regret - if she had willingly submitted to the master after her defeat and surrender, serving him wholeheartedly, she might have been the one kneeling at the master's feet, with the chance to bear his child.
Sylvia's enchanting eyes were filled with watery affection, glimmering and occasionally looking at Eric, her delicate hand stroking his large penis while gently caressing his swollen testicles. Her rosy lips parted, her head bobbing, as she eagerly took in the large member, showing no aversion to the filth on it.
