[Huff huff puff. He brings a cum covered finger up between them for the taste of it, lips wiping it clean then away so he can speak. Because, it sounds like Lawrence Dimick is challenging him. A challenging over his endurance, his athleticism.]
Gimme...five minutes, outlaw. Don't do a damn thing.
[Freddy purses his lips against Larry's. Challenge fucking accepted, and to be certain, the old man is going to stay on all fours now. It's just a matter of what he knows they can do physically. How little Orange knows right now.]
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Gimme...five minutes, outlaw. Don't do a damn thing.
[Freddy purses his lips against Larry's. Challenge fucking accepted, and to be certain, the old man is going to stay on all fours now. It's just a matter of what he knows they can do physically. How little Orange knows right now.]