[The kid almost sounds like he's groaning in pain for the way Larry works his prostate, but it's all fucking pleasure. One hand scrambles back almost haphazardly to anchor onto something, whether it's Larry's thick wrist or his thigh working hard against his ass. Anything.]
You make me feel so fucking good, Larry.
[He breathes in what could be mistaken for agony, which goes along well with the last week. Mr. White has just as much power to make him feel so fucking bad too. That's what you get when you love another person. He don't regret it.]
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[The kid almost sounds like he's groaning in pain for the way Larry works his prostate, but it's all fucking pleasure. One hand scrambles back almost haphazardly to anchor onto something, whether it's Larry's thick wrist or his thigh working hard against his ass. Anything.]
You make me feel so fucking good, Larry.
[He breathes in what could be mistaken for agony, which goes along well with the last week. Mr. White has just as much power to make him feel so fucking bad too. That's what you get when you love another person. He don't regret it.]