I think you do. You're the one with a big--[hold that thought. Easing on down on him, cockhead disappearing inch by inch. It's the beginning of the motion that takes away his capability to talk. Freddy gets to see him lick his lips.]

Big wallet.

[Was that what you were thinking he was gonna say? Grin there before it falls away to concentration to not go to fast for his the sake of his ass and the kid's dick.]

Sorry to inconvenience you so damn much. I'll make it up to you.