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"I'm not sure this is wise, Watari-san," Seii-chan said, between gasps. What looked like a sweat drop rolled down his head; Watari smeared it upwards with his next stroke.

Watari's latest experiment had exploded, apparently knocking him out. He had to be dreaming. Why else would make perfect sense that glasses on Tatsumi's dick looked as hot as they did on Tatsumi?

"Call me Watari, at least while I'm jerking you off. When did you last--?"

"Monday morning."

Hearing the echo behind him, Watari swivelled in his chair.

"I am expecting a good explanation," Tatsumi said, blushing. "After you finish."