"Mhh… Hah… that's the spot, Zion."
"Do it a little harder. Yes! Just like that."
"Why… are you—nghhh… so good at this?"
"Is it because… hah… you always do this with… nghhh… your fiancees?"
"Hah… not so deep!"
"Not so… hah… hard!"
Erica and Shana, who were both eavesdropping by the door, didn't know if they should barge in or return at another time.
Just as both of them were thinking of what to do, they heard the teenage boy's voice inside the room.
"You should stop filling Sherry's mind with nonsense," Thirteen said. "Otherwise, I'll do this…"
"Ahh! That hurts! No! Stop!"
"You say stop, but your body says otherwise. You can't fool me, Viola. I know what you really want."
"Not so hard… ah!"
The lady's pained moans of both pain and pleasure echoed faintly inside the room, leaking through the door, making the two eavesdropper's faces redden.
