[And they're gonna stay without a litter. Thank god.]
Every woman's got 'er secrets they say.
[Larry doesn't believe that all of them are so complicated, that all of them have the vampy mystique that he adores. Some women are bitches, and the ones that aren't better than that, they're cunts. And this is from a man that loves women. The way Freddy talks about them sometimes, it's like the whole sex has done him a serious wrong. Except his mom. Except his sister. He and Mamba have that in common. The difference is that Mamba keeps on tryin'. Freddy's moved on to greener pastures.]
Oh God. [The fit in the man's ready body, the image to go right along with it.] I'd groan all for you. [Like he is right now. Larry's fingers are making indents into his flesh. Better lay up because he wants the man to be able to sit in public. Rather than going for his cock he tries to see how far that leg will comfortably go.] Would you take me on a bumpy road? A freeway?
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Every woman's got 'er secrets they say.
[Larry doesn't believe that all of them are so complicated, that all of them have the vampy mystique that he adores. Some women are bitches, and the ones that aren't better than that, they're cunts. And this is from a man that loves women. The way Freddy talks about them sometimes, it's like the whole sex has done him a serious wrong. Except his mom. Except his sister. He and Mamba have that in common. The difference is that Mamba keeps on tryin'. Freddy's moved on to greener pastures.]
Oh God. [The fit in the man's ready body, the image to go right along with it.] I'd groan all for you. [Like he is right now. Larry's fingers are making indents into his flesh. Better lay up because he wants the man to be able to sit in public. Rather than going for his cock he tries to see how far that leg will comfortably go.] Would you take me on a bumpy road? A freeway?
[Pant, pant.]