Ow. [You're lucky that's for his leg and not his ass or his dick, Lawrence Dimick. A little more squirming and he's managed to compensate for that twisting. Fff. Jerk.]
Maybe 5'8, 5'6 without the heels! Straight black hair, holy shit she's got her tit--fuck.
[His eyes narrow again for the sudden grip and fucking action going on. Freddy almost wonders if this jump in movement might have anything to do with the action going on in that apartment. Now he's feeling creative again. The kid's words are puffed between huffs and grunts.]
She's got her tit in one hand. [Gasp.] Looks like the other's--going up her skirt. She's the butch. [Clearly. Freddy swallows.] Shit man jerk me off.
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Maybe 5'8, 5'6 without the heels! Straight black hair, holy shit she's got her tit--fuck.
[His eyes narrow again for the sudden grip and fucking action going on. Freddy almost wonders if this jump in movement might have anything to do with the action going on in that apartment. Now he's feeling creative again. The kid's words are puffed between huffs and grunts.]
She's got her tit in one hand. [Gasp.] Looks like the other's--going up her skirt. She's the butch. [Clearly. Freddy swallows.] Shit man jerk me off.