[More loud moaning that gets only half buried in Larry's thigh. Poor clone, hopefully the taste doesn't make him unhappy because that would make him a sex slave and Freddy's not that deviant nor that kind of guy. At the moment though he's really not thinking much about it, having Larry driving onward in his ass sort of occupies his entire body. When he feels that flood of heat it's just another reason to groan and whine, like he's in pain which is far from the truth.]
Holy shit... [Freddy manages to rasp. Sorry no poetry here, at least not yet.]
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Holy shit... [Freddy manages to rasp. Sorry no poetry here, at least not yet.]