[Anyone ever tell Freddy he looks good in nothing, standing there hard as a rock? Larry slowly pulls the shirt off. Once it's off, he drops it to the couch and is on Freddy in a flash.]
Fuck you.
[Paws, jaws and brute strength all used for the better. Larry pulls Freddy to the arm of the couch.]
Bend over. Don't move.
[The old man's only getting the lube in reach, but again, it's the rush of authority.]
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Fuck you.
[Paws, jaws and brute strength all used for the better. Larry pulls Freddy to the arm of the couch.]
Bend over. Don't move.
[The old man's only getting the lube in reach, but again, it's the rush of authority.]