( there he is. eddie's grinning to himself, a few nails in his mouth and a hammer in hand which is probably the worst task for him to be doing while he's trying to rile jim up. it's inevitable that he'll lose focus on this soon, yeah, but he wants to draw it out.
maybe it's revenge for the fact that even after john healed him, daddy's fat dick was off limits for a few days. at least anywhere near his mouth.
he can work with this. )i want it, daddy
please? you haven't let me want to taste you, make it good i'm good, right?
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maybe it's revenge for the fact that even after john healed him, daddy's fat dick was off limits for a few days. at least anywhere near his mouth.
he can work with this. ) i want it, daddy
please? you haven't let me
want to taste you, make it good
i'm good, right?