[Come on and let him hear it, kid. It's loud like a favorite rock and roll chorus. Larry may know the words but that doesn't mean he's sick of hearing it.]
That's it. Keep coming.
[Gulp. Look who's talking, Dimick? There's a paw that can work Freddy's cock. Might show a flash of a tattoo now and then. Stroke, stroke, stroking, milking out every drop from the outside as well as the inside.]
Fucking shit, you're so tight. I'm gonna blow it.
[His pace is growing ragged if that's any other tell about how close he is.]
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That's it. Keep coming.
[Gulp. Look who's talking, Dimick? There's a paw that can work Freddy's cock. Might show a flash of a tattoo now and then. Stroke, stroke, stroking, milking out every drop from the outside as well as the inside.]
Fucking shit, you're so tight. I'm gonna blow it.
[His pace is growing ragged if that's any other tell about how close he is.]