[That's exactly how he feels, big and brutal. The name John Connor isn't ringing in his ears, so it's alright. Even if Freddy was saying no or stop Larry'd like to believe he can. Oh shit he sounds like he's being split apart.]
You feel fucking great baby. [Pant, pant.] So damn tight like [he swallows the saliva that's trying to dribble down his chin and fall to down the steep slope of Freddy's arched back] you're gonna swallow me.
[Both paws grip at his hips, holding him hoisted. Careful now, old man. Don't drop the kid on his head or nothing. Larry's balls are starting to swing the way they're slapping up against Freddy. If this was their other apartment people would be knocking on the walls. Would they do that at Freddy's even under surveillance? He's pretty sure they can be heard in this joint the way they're going.]
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You feel fucking great baby. [Pant, pant.] So damn tight like [he swallows the saliva that's trying to dribble down his chin and fall to down the steep slope of Freddy's arched back] you're gonna swallow me.
[Both paws grip at his hips, holding him hoisted. Careful now, old man. Don't drop the kid on his head or nothing. Larry's balls are starting to swing the way they're slapping up against Freddy. If this was their other apartment people would be knocking on the walls. Would they do that at Freddy's even under surveillance? He's pretty sure they can be heard in this joint the way they're going.]