[At first it all sounds like bullshit to the old man. Not that he'd ever call Freddy Newendyke a liar, just a man who can come on back for more. But then see, the space between his legs shrinks and the already pretty tight grip on the old man intensifies. He stops grinding and just stays still, at least until a shiver breaks down his spine. For a moment he thinks he'll come right there. Almost.]
Jesus Christ Freddy.
[Low and throaty because he can't help the slip. It's desperate and full of adoration for this kid. When his man says go, he's gonna fucking go. Back in action again he keeps his body down low close to his.]
You're so [grunt] fucking [putting his back into it] beautiful.
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Jesus Christ Freddy.
[Low and throaty because he can't help the slip. It's desperate and full of adoration for this kid. When his man says go, he's gonna fucking go. Back in action again he keeps his body down low close to his.]
You're so [grunt] fucking [putting his back into it] beautiful.