Jun raised an eyebrow, stepping fully into view now with just the towel slung low around his waist. "Damn, Yuki, why you talking like pussy ever paid your phone bill?"
Yuki sat up on the bed like he'd been personally insulted. Did Jun just counteratack him for being a lover of pussy?
Did he need to witness what slamming a cock into a tight, wet pussy does to the man's sex ego?
Damn, that was insulting!
"Excuse me?! Pussy has paid for emotional therapy, that's what it has! Unlike you two, I don't dip my cock into just any dude's anal."
"Any what?" Haruto interrupted, a lazy smirk forming as he folded his arms. "Any dude? Don't worry, your anal is safe cause I don't think I want o stick a cock in such." Yuki sat up slowly on the bed, arms folded across his chest still in disbelief. Their short banter was all he needed to get his head off his broken phone.
