[Larry's not the only one too far gone to appreciate it. Freddy's still unsteadily coming down from that high as he puts a tough grip on Larry, possibly leaving imprints, in an effort to wordlessly ask that the old man not move a fucking inch for a moment. Just stay deep inside him, flush, hot, tight, thick. Together. Whether or not the sensation is just in his head he can feel Larry's load far up too, as hot as the water running down his shoulders.]
Fuck...Goddamn...
[He's trying to catch his breath, trying to get some oxygen back in his head to shake out a stupor. Freddy's not shuddering but his thighs still tremble a little. Another hand between them works to ease Larry's cock out of him, away from the cascade of water because he doesn't want him rinsed off before he can taste it. Is that nasty? Is that beyond a nightmare?]
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Fuck...Goddamn...
[He's trying to catch his breath, trying to get some oxygen back in his head to shake out a stupor. Freddy's not shuddering but his thighs still tremble a little. Another hand between them works to ease Larry's cock out of him, away from the cascade of water because he doesn't want him rinsed off before he can taste it. Is that nasty? Is that beyond a nightmare?]