🚲 ♪ 𝚈𝚘𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚊 ♪ 📺

Whose face can he rub his balls on for good luck?

‘ Are you okay? Lately you keep stuttering and sweating when we're together… It's like you're sick. ‘ Yu crosses his arms as he observes his companion, somewhat confused. ‘ Do I make you nervous or something, Yosuke? haha. ‘

His pace started to slow down, but thrusting even harder. Huffing as he digs his thumb into the loosened cavern that his Hanamura's hole, old man heavily exhaled through his nose as a thick load shoots up and deep into the other. "Phew. . . Fuck."

This is how many times this week? Anywho. He bites onto Hanamura's shoulder, a good spot where a shirt will always keep covered so nobody on shift sees. But he can't help his intense thrusts up into the younger man. Maybe Hanamura will be limping regardless.

Seriously, where did all this wobble meat of Hanamura's come from? "Shh, shh, don't overwork yourself there, heh. You don't want to be limping on the job~" He says this as he firmly smacked Hanamura's rump. Get that to clench around his wine bottle cock.

Look, the uniform pants fit him so well. Not to mention how Hanamura would continuously rub the old man's inner thigh before this.

𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡...𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞.

‘ Oh. Did you hear me? Yosuke, eavesdropping is rude… even if I say my thoughts out loud. ‘ Yu smiles with a serene and calm face, as if he really didn't care that his friend had heard that. ‘ It's just a small observation on my part, that's all. ‘

Hanamura got the old man's cock once and has been addicted since. He won't complain though, fellow far thicker than he seemed, and why his hard thrusts cause ripples and jiggles through Hanamura's large rump.