[Squeak squeak. Oh shit is the car shaking? Not that Freddy actually has the mind to stop the rocking and rolling. Is the song still on? INXS has probably moved on to make way for who knows what. Sounds like Culture Club come to think of it, what station did Larry put on??]
God. [He's not seeing heaven, it's not his time, but this comes pretty close to a happy death.] Are you coming in me, baby? Fuckin' come in me. [Pant.] Gimme everything you got.
[Freddy almost sounds like he's whimpering and whining there, begging like a damn dog for the old man's hot load. It feels fucking good okay? Barbie's guest is in the house but the girls are out of sight now. They keep the light on too. Bold, Barbie, real bold. The kid's writhing subsides, slowing to stretched out shallow gasps. His foot ceases scraping the roof to just sort of hang off Larry's shoulder.] Holy shit...
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God. [He's not seeing heaven, it's not his time, but this comes pretty close to a happy death.] Are you coming in me, baby? Fuckin' come in me. [Pant.] Gimme everything you got.
[Freddy almost sounds like he's whimpering and whining there, begging like a damn dog for the old man's hot load. It feels fucking good okay? Barbie's guest is in the house but the girls are out of sight now. They keep the light on too. Bold, Barbie, real bold. The kid's writhing subsides, slowing to stretched out shallow gasps. His foot ceases scraping the roof to just sort of hang off Larry's shoulder.] Holy shit...