[Woah. Back again? Okay. Larry drops his cigarette into the ash tray.]
Fuck. [He'll say it again, hissing. Though his voice doesn't sound as deep and low as usual. Reaching back he expects to feel the touch of that freckled, furred arm. No, not quite. It throws him off.]
Mmmm. [Goddamn, he sounds like a woman. While the size of Freddy's mouth has changed it's still as talented in its way.]
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Fuck. [He'll say it again, hissing. Though his voice doesn't sound as deep and low as usual. Reaching back he expects to feel the touch of that freckled, furred arm. No, not quite. It throws him off.]
Mmmm. [Goddamn, he sounds like a woman. While the size of Freddy's mouth has changed it's still as talented in its way.]