[The fingers in Larry's hair are still there but they've gone from clutching to loose rubbing. Freddy kneads his fingertips over the old man like he's massaging his scalp. He probably is. When the writhing subsides all that's left is the slow grind of success and satisfaction. Even when the kid thinks about fucking someone else it's always with the old man's company in mind. He wants Larry to watch, wants Larry to enjoy it. If Larry doesn't like it then what's the point right? They haven't taken that step yet but the fact it's no thing to the old man is fucking sweet.]
You're not...so bad yourself...
[He breathes in soft huffs, eyes relaxing a bit but clearly looking a little exhausted. Oh but just to wrap up that scenario, Orange has to add:] Old man.
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You're not...so bad yourself...
[He breathes in soft huffs, eyes relaxing a bit but clearly looking a little exhausted. Oh but just to wrap up that scenario, Orange has to add:] Old man.