[Getting up and about is more difficult than it should be. Larry does it with a smile on his face because he got to fuck before breakfast. Now if he could just carry on through it, that would be great. Sort of feels like he had two major league games played back to back. At least one paw stays on the counter top to keep the weight off.
Except he says nothing. Might have been because he's not used to fucking that many times. That's what he tells himself anyway. After pouring the coffee, he fishes out some Advil or aspirin or whatever they got hanging out in there.]
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Except he says nothing. Might have been because he's not used to fucking that many times. That's what he tells himself anyway. After pouring the coffee, he fishes out some Advil or aspirin or whatever they got hanging out in there.]
Toast or cereal?
[Business as usual.]