[Freddy here, enamored with Lawrence Dimick, enchanted by the sound of his voice, does exactly as he's told. Saliva coats them both, dripped from his pursed lips. It's not the cleanest drop in the bucket, that's for sure, but that's part of the arousal ain't it.]
There. I'm all...I'm all wet.
[Sorry, Freddy's been aching to say that despite clearly stating he's no girl. He's aching for Larry though, more and more by the fucking second.]
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There. I'm all...I'm all wet.
[Sorry, Freddy's been aching to say that despite clearly stating he's no girl. He's aching for Larry though, more and more by the fucking second.]