"What the fuck is wrong with your uncle?" Kevin asked, his expression twisted in disgust as he assisted Keith in removing her sweaty shirt. The soaked garment was flung away.
Keith, still puzzled, aided Kevin in discarding his shirt, asking, "Nothing? Did you notice something?"
"Off? What wasn't off about him? Did you see the way he was eyeing me?" Kevin remarked, recalling the unsettling gaze of the older man on his body, accompanied by the incessant sound of his tongue licking the lollipop, echoing in his ears.
He was utterly cringed and disgusted by it. "What, checking my potential?" Keith commented as Kevin moved to remove her sports bra, his awkward handling causing her breasts to jiggle. With a still disgusted expression, he gave them a squeeze and said, "Potential for what, being a fuck buddy?"
