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[Face to face, he said, so that's what Lawrence Dimick gets. Green eyes slide near shut as he angles his cock before slowly, slowly pushing down on it. Honestly it's no big deal and it's an easy eventual slip because Freddy's become a fucking pro at it. Well, at least when it comes to Larry's dick. This one's the most experience he's had. Knees held tightly at the old man's sides, he sighs low when he feels the rest of him disappear up his ass. You are a total faggot, Newendyke.]

Shit...there, I got you.

[All of you. The recliner's at just the right incline to make riding Larry real easy on the knees. His elbows settle just above White's shoulders, wet fingers lacing behind his peppered head. Freddy looks fucking determined to fuck his fucking brains out.]