[It's a little rough but it wouldn't be so familiar and comforting if it wasn't, which isn't to say Freddy doesn't love a freshly shaved Lawrence Dimick either. He's got a taste for both textures.]
Mmph.
[Tongue openly accepted and returned in kind. He's grinding into his mouth as much as he's grinding against his lap. If anyone saw them right now there'd be no mistaking what the fuck they are and for the moment Freddy doesn't give a damn.]
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Mmph.
[Tongue openly accepted and returned in kind. He's grinding into his mouth as much as he's grinding against his lap. If anyone saw them right now there'd be no mistaking what the fuck they are and for the moment Freddy doesn't give a damn.]
That it? I got it all?
[He asks between kisses and quick breaths.]