Come on. Come on, man. [Hopefully he can understand what he is saying through clenched teeth. Freddy sets his own pace really. Each hit is like a punch to is prostate. And it feels so damn good and brutal.]
Gimme all of it. [He tilts back and risks slipping to reach back and grip on Freddy's hair, shoulder...whatever.]
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Gimme all of it. [He tilts back and risks slipping to reach back and grip on Freddy's hair, shoulder...whatever.]