[Fortunately Freddy here doesn't need pictures to know how much he needs to stretch for Larry Dimick. By now his body knows it instinctively and invites it readily. Proudly too. Maybe they should make a video of it sometime.]
Ahh...shit. [He whispers the old man's name, all the thrusting and wrecking over with so he's not likely to gran as loud.] How is it?
[Oh yeah, the kid's gonna ask. It feels so fucking sweet he's grinding again, slower than before but no less enthusiastic.]
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Ahh...shit. [He whispers the old man's name, all the thrusting and wrecking over with so he's not likely to gran as loud.] How is it?
[Oh yeah, the kid's gonna ask. It feels so fucking sweet he's grinding again, slower than before but no less enthusiastic.]