[All things work a certain way for a reason right? Take for example how Freddy finds that tequila towel within reach for Larry to wipe off his hands. They could clean those fingers with their mouths, certainly, but right now he wants to occupy the old man's with his own.]
Sure thing, cowboy.
[He breathes between kisses. Fuck if he ever has to give this up. That would be cruelty. Criminal.]
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Sure thing, cowboy.
[He breathes between kisses. Fuck if he ever has to give this up. That would be cruelty. Criminal.]