But I ain't no madman.

[whitetwoguns]

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[orangetoughguy]

[Heh heh heh.] Stop talking like you've got some kind of body clock. You're not a lady.

[Freddy teases, giving an oh so casual super cool shrug under those heavy paws. If he didn't have a hell of a good time as a teenager getting railed in his secret tree fort they wouldn't be here like this right now. Just facts.]

You're not outta time. You've got all my time.

[Nevermind how a good amount of that time's spent on making the kid cum 2 or 3 to his 1. Larry enjoys it like that, right?]

[whitetwoguns]

Would you like me if I was a lady?

[Like he says, not love. Looks like it's turned into weird question time. Don't worry, Freddy. Paws are back in motion working hard to make amends.]

You got a lot more time left. [He said all.] Thanks.

[The old man prides himself on making the kid cum as much as possible. It sure would be nice to somehow have the kid try his hand. That'd make him last longer, be more open to reindeer games. When you only have one good blow, you don't want to waste it. Hmm and hmm. He's gonna have to do some reading. Embarrassing or not, they almost got fucking killed. Again. Why waste time?]

[orangetoughguy]

Maybe.

[What a trap of a question. Fff. The kid's not going to fall for it nope nope nope. Oh that's better. His body seems to loosen up under every roll of pressure from those paws.]

You're...welcome.

[Freddy manages to say around a low stretched moan of satisfaction.]