[Aw now you've gone and done it. Up he goes only to straddle the seat side of the chair. This lets them look at each other face to face, one standing (hardly by choice) and the other sitting. Freddy's got this puppy dog look to him even as he gets the towel to fold it twice then drape it over the back of the chair as padding for Larry's stomach.]
Don't you trust me, man?
[It'll catch his cum too, multipurpose shit. And he will come, Freddy's determined to make it so.]
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Don't you trust me, man?
[It'll catch his cum too, multipurpose shit. And he will come, Freddy's determined to make it so.]