[Educational shit. Background noise. No sweat. It's better than a cowboy picture coming up and competing with Freddy for Larry's attention. Well the kid's not taking any chances. He caps the gun oil then tosses it aside, eager to get right down to business, and business is gripping Larry's ass to hold him in place while his lube slick fingers push between his thighs. First around his hole, second dipping into him.]
Just like that, Larry.
[Freddy wastes no time in pushing the whole length of his index finger in, the better to feel around for Larry's prostate. Oh there it is. He rubs on it.]
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Just like that, Larry.
[Freddy wastes no time in pushing the whole length of his index finger in, the better to feel around for Larry's prostate. Oh there it is. He rubs on it.]