Mmmmm. Good, good shit. [Once he can say words. Soaking in the after glow and sensation he grinds No second round and up for Larry but he's feeling fucking proud of himself. Moving inside of the kid hard or on the other side of the finish line feels great. Shit he's shaking too.]
You can say that again.
[Concentrated, yeah. That's it. Still up top he buries his face against Freddy's neck and longer shaggy hair.]
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You can say that again.
[Concentrated, yeah. That's it. Still up top he buries his face against Freddy's neck and longer shaggy hair.]