Yep. [He answers like it's no thing because it is no thing. Only Lawrence Dimick is going to get fitted like some kind of ritzy main course, and by ritzy Freddy really means fucking trashy. Hey now is he mouthing off already? Tighter pull, tighter than it needs to be.] I know what I'm doin', jackass.
[Loosening it up (just a little), there we go. Now it's perfectly formed to the old man's broad torso. The kid reaches around to pinch his nipples firmly because obviously that's what White wants when he's tilting his hips back like that, right? Right. Then freckled hands are roaming farther down because hah there's another strap here, one that attaches to a ring, a ring that's about to slip over Larry's cock and balls.]
Think of it as a leather jockstrap. [And yes, it wasn't cheap, Dimmy.]
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[Loosening it up (just a little), there we go. Now it's perfectly formed to the old man's broad torso. The kid reaches around to pinch his nipples firmly because obviously that's what White wants when he's tilting his hips back like that, right? Right. Then freckled hands are roaming farther down because hah there's another strap here, one that attaches to a ring, a ring that's about to slip over Larry's cock and balls.]
Think of it as a leather jockstrap. [And yes, it wasn't cheap, Dimmy.]