[All three fingers wag in his mouth, scissoring then fitting together. A cock looks nice between his talkative jaws.]

There we go. That's it. All wet.

[Larry's fist keeps on stroking them, but stops at the tips, rubbing and pinching lightly. Watching that mouth he can't help but then move his fingers in and out.]

Mmmm. Okay, that's enough. Know where they're going right? Right into that ass of yours.

[Watch this now, he slips away from the wall. Freddy gets to face it while the old man works him from behind. Words might be rough, but this ol' bear isn't. He kisses the freckles on his shoulders. One finger at a time, easing because it's only saliva.]