[Easily he doesn't expect him to be cool. The opposite. It's kind of reverse psychology, not at all like Freddy needs to be convinced.]
I know you can't. At least not like this. [Teasing, teasing more. Fuck, sorry kid. You got him giddy. Those fingers he's making so much due with are slowly pulling out.] Okay, baby. You convinced me.
[He smacks the back of his thigh before rubbing the tip of himself between his cheeks then right into his ass, carefully.]
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I know you can't. At least not like this. [Teasing, teasing more. Fuck, sorry kid. You got him giddy. Those fingers he's making so much due with are slowly pulling out.] Okay, baby. You convinced me.
[He smacks the back of his thigh before rubbing the tip of himself between his cheeks then right into his ass, carefully.]
Mmmmm. [Yeah, he's moaning already.]