[Freddy pants. Oh damn feeling those fingers leave him evokes another low hiss. Is there cum spread between his thighs now? Worked out of him by gravity and all the fucking pawing Larry did? Carefully he rolls over onto his back, hands free and deliberately avoiding kneeing the old guy in the head.]
C'mere.
[He beckons. For a kiss. Pink is the farthest thing from his mind right now. All Freddy can think about is how he's going to half to walk back home like this, all fucked out. It's a nice thought.]
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[Freddy pants. Oh damn feeling those fingers leave him evokes another low hiss. Is there cum spread between his thighs now? Worked out of him by gravity and all the fucking pawing Larry did? Carefully he rolls over onto his back, hands free and deliberately avoiding kneeing the old guy in the head.]
C'mere.
[He beckons. For a kiss. Pink is the farthest thing from his mind right now. All Freddy can think about is how he's going to half to walk back home like this, all fucked out. It's a nice thought.]