[Tell him a cross country story some other time. Not right now. Please. At least not a story like that. Freddy is thrusting against him though, hands and mouth all hot just the way he likes it. His own hand fists if not in that thick brown hair then on Larry's skin, almost to the point of bruising.]
You lookin'...to check if I'm good...for seconds?
[Keep it up and they'll have to run that risk either way. Of course it's not that much of a risk, Freddy here's been known to blow it again after a good ten or twenty minutes of rest.]
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You lookin'...to check if I'm good...for seconds?
[Keep it up and they'll have to run that risk either way. Of course it's not that much of a risk, Freddy here's been known to blow it again after a good ten or twenty minutes of rest.]