[Freddy grunts, clearly not wanting to do that just yet and to show it he grinds at a particular angle as if it's possible to get any deeper inside Larry.]
Think I'll...take your word for it man.
[He breathes against him before pursing his lips high at White's cheek. This freckled hand on his hip is slowly creeping between this thighs to feel that seam where their bodies meet together. It's a tight fit.]
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[Freddy grunts, clearly not wanting to do that just yet and to show it he grinds at a particular angle as if it's possible to get any deeper inside Larry.]
Think I'll...take your word for it man.
[He breathes against him before pursing his lips high at White's cheek. This freckled hand on his hip is slowly creeping between this thighs to feel that seam where their bodies meet together. It's a tight fit.]