[Again the sound that comes out of Freddy sounds closer to a whine and whimper than gasps of pleasure. Right now they're one and the same, a true mark of what Lawrence Dimick can do to him, with or without the tape. The grinding feels so fucking good, it can only get better with Larry letting loose inside him.]
God... [He breathes, finally steadying only to reassert some balance then tilt his head back against the old man. This time the kid grunts.] Come in my ass.
[That's an order. Oh good, looks like Larry is listening. He presses his body flush up against that bigger one, not about to tolerate losing a single drop of his load. Again there's grinding, the better to milk everything out of him. Mellow as shit will be an understatement.]
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God... [He breathes, finally steadying only to reassert some balance then tilt his head back against the old man. This time the kid grunts.] Come in my ass.
[That's an order. Oh good, looks like Larry is listening. He presses his body flush up against that bigger one, not about to tolerate losing a single drop of his load. Again there's grinding, the better to milk everything out of him. Mellow as shit will be an understatement.]