[The original Mr. Dimick is keen to these motions. Even if he's calling the shots Freddy is the one in charge. No doubts or questions. He slows up as asked, fuck though its hard to so much his hips are shaking with strain. Plain to see why though, look at him savoring. The copy too. Oh man, he's throwing his head back and holding Freddy while he comes, shaking and moaning not bothering with anything obvious. When he's done he slowly pulls away, stroking the kids hair and touching his face.]
Thank you, that was wonderful.
[With a thick swallow from the original old man, he calls for the copy to get down and finish sucking Freddy off. No talking out of him. Besides, he's racing to the finish hoping to fling the kid first. The moment those non-smoking lips wrap around cock that's when he really falls back into the motion.]
Like that, tough guy? Huh? Gonna fucking fill you right on up.
[This is so much better than those flings he had all those years ago. He cares about the other parties and fuck, it's more heady. They're all noisy. Senses are running amok without drugs too. How about that.]
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Thank you, that was wonderful.
[With a thick swallow from the original old man, he calls for the copy to get down and finish sucking Freddy off. No talking out of him. Besides, he's racing to the finish hoping to fling the kid first. The moment those non-smoking lips wrap around cock that's when he really falls back into the motion.]
Like that, tough guy? Huh? Gonna fucking fill you right on up.
[This is so much better than those flings he had all those years ago. He cares about the other parties and fuck, it's more heady. They're all noisy. Senses are running amok without drugs too. How about that.]