[So much for upping the ante. Larry is keeping the pace pound for pound and it makes the rod in his pants fucking hot, just thinking about getting fucked by this man makes him ravenous. Still though Freddy is gonna maintain his smug motherfucker facade. Licking his lips again only gets a bite in return. Fuck he could just come right then and there. Freddy's fingers drag downward along Larry's torso until he's settled on his knees. Now his fingertips are at the old man's waist and they start undoing his trousers with deliberate precision. He's looking up at Larry with the complete opposite of a defeated expression. This green eyed little monster wants to suck on it.]
You talk big. I bet it's anything but.
[On the contrary Orange knows White is packing something on the bigger than average side.]
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You talk big. I bet it's anything but.
[On the contrary Orange knows White is packing something on the bigger than average side.]