“WHAT, MAN?” asked Harvey as he raised his eyebrow. “What mess?”

Harvey, who was in a steamy session with the two girls he called onto a motel room, sat on the couch, naked. He commanded his whores to stop pleasuring him for a while as he wanted to give his full attention to what Bruce was going to say.

‘Bruce sounded serious,’ said Harvey at the back of his mind. ‘This is odd,’ he added as he chuckled lightly.

“Aren’t you aware of the news?” Bruce asked on the other line— Confusion was evident on it.

“If I do, would I ask you?” Harvey snorted as he looked and groaned at his fully erected member. Bruce just interrupted him from pounding those girls until they only moan for his name anymore. “The only mess I am in is with my lust— Oh shit.”

Harvey has filled again with his dirty, naughty thoughts when Michelle— the host of the annual party earlier— kneeled in front of him and licked the tip of his cock, making him groan.

Before his mind would get cluttered with his dirty thoughts