"Here? You want to do it here?"
"Did I stutter?"
"Ah, mind the sweater-"
"Shut up, Charles. Bend over."
"Christ...this...this was Cain's Mustang-"
"Hnm. 'S not using it."
"The children-
"Can't drive. Probably don't even know you have a whole parking lot full of cars in the basement. God Charles what are these fool things you're wearing?"
"They were a gift! We're not all inclined to trade silk for government issue surplus cotton-ah...oh-"
"Feel better than silk?"
"Uhmmm...stupid...question...are you going to be able to, I mean the angle is-"
"I'd stop worrying about what I can't do, Charles, and start worrying about what I willdo. Now lick them. Come on, all three. Get them wet."
"Oh...oh God...yes-"
"That's what I like to hear. None of your theorist's skepticism now, Charles. Spread for me."
"Ah...Erik...please just-"
"Just what?"
"You knowwhat you bloody tease-ah!"
"Just that?"
"...Yessss..."
"You like that?"
"Oh..."
"Tell me how much you like it."
"I-I...ah...fuck.I like it, Erik I like it...put...put it in."
"So soon?"
"Yes."
"Heh. Why Charles-"
"Shut up, just shut upand do it."
"Do what? I want to hear you say it."
"Fuckme."
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"Urghmm...Charles..."
"Hcc..."
"It's...okay?"
"Yes."
"Pieprzyc..-"
"Erik...that's...ah, that's...the idea-"
"You're so tight-"
"Move."
"Fuck...fuck...brudn-...dziwka"
"Oh...oh...yes...yes...yes-only for you,...only for you-"
"Come for me, Charles. Come all over the hood of this ugly car-"
"Ah...ow...f-fuck me harder then."
"My God..."
"Hnn...hnnn...hcc-...ahhh...ow...ow...Don't stop...don't stop...don't you dare stop Erik...ahh Erik I'm...I'm..."
"I can't go any deeper-"
"ERIK-"
"Ugrmmmmm."
xxx xxx xxx
"Should we...clean it, do you think?"
"You know what? No. Fuck it."
"Charles! That's positively inconsiderate of you."
"Oh hush."