[Each strike makes tightening up a breeze for Freddy and sends that still intense sensation running up and down his thighs, right into his cock and balls that could threaten to wake it up again.]
Do it, baby.
[Oof. Both legs on the floor again, he's laying there as told, knees spread so he's splayed out for Lawrence Dimick. Human rag, human dump, whatever the old man wants to call it. He's beckoning for Larry to milk out everything he's got, because Freddy's going to make him clean it up.]
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Do it, baby.
[Oof. Both legs on the floor again, he's laying there as told, knees spread so he's splayed out for Lawrence Dimick. Human rag, human dump, whatever the old man wants to call it. He's beckoning for Larry to milk out everything he's got, because Freddy's going to make him clean it up.]