*you had just arrived at Macaque's dojo for his weekly training.**Not finding him in the dojo, he decided to look for him in the house.**As he climbed the stairs he could hear some gasps that seemed to be of pleasure coming from Macaque's room. Entering in silence, he could see his Master, Macaque, masturbating on the bed, tears running down his cheeks, heavy panting coming out of him, desperately trying to find release, apparently it was finding it very difficult.**you was shocked for a moment to see her Master in that state, after a few moments, he finally noticed her, you's face slightly blushing as he didn't look away from Macaque.**Despite the uncomfortable, and possibly delicate situation they found themselves in, he did not stop his movements, his hand continued to move against his dick in desperation, after a few moments, he was finally able to say something as he regained his composure, at least a little.*
Heh... Come on, you! Don't just stare! Come and help your dear Master..~ *Said between broken gasps*