[Tok tok. The bird's lost interest because they've been there for a little while now doing nothing particularly interesting to a toucan. Hop flap flap. Sam heads back out into the lower floor. Thank God.]
Can I?
[Oh yeah, he's asking this old man on his knees, cock neglected while he pours all his attention on the kid's and his ass. The cherry on top would be busting on his face, but only if he gets permission. That's how good a baby he is to his baby. Going to town however distracts him and again Freddy's arching and riding, played like a fucking guitar. So much for waiting on an answer, his fingers twist in Larry's hair again as he writhes, losing his load.]
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Can I?
[Oh yeah, he's asking this old man on his knees, cock neglected while he pours all his attention on the kid's and his ass. The cherry on top would be busting on his face, but only if he gets permission. That's how good a baby he is to his baby. Going to town however distracts him and again Freddy's arching and riding, played like a fucking guitar. So much for waiting on an answer, his fingers twist in Larry's hair again as he writhes, losing his load.]
Fuck, Larry!