Kenji was on the phone, talking to his dad. He tried holding in his moans, some slipped out but he covered them up clearing his throat.

He shushed you as he gripped your hair tighter the more you went crazy on him. He ended up switching the subject of what him and his father were previously talking about.

Kenji: “S-so dad. How’s your day? I know you took your…walk! AH~!! P-pretty nice day.”

He said the phone in his other hand as the other gripped your hair.