[Nod nod nod. Fortunately doing that doesn't scrape his face. What were words turn into huffs and puffs, groaning and gasping for air like Larry's fucking all the fresh crisp winter from his lungs.]
Fuck.
[Well that's what he's doing, Freddy. He struggles with the tie, wanting to reach back and feel Lawrence Dimick thrusting into him. The fact that he can't only intensifies the feeling of being plowed. It even makes the kid tighten up at moments.]
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Fuck.
[Well that's what he's doing, Freddy. He struggles with the tie, wanting to reach back and feel Lawrence Dimick thrusting into him. The fact that he can't only intensifies the feeling of being plowed. It even makes the kid tighten up at moments.]
A-all mine...