Fucking Army Bareback Boys

You don't even know me. - Get off my fucking head.

You? - I'm Lillian.

You mean like, in this world, you know? - Yes, I do.

You want to eat? - No, I'm good.

You sick? - No.

That's the door.

It's getting longer.

I'm sorry. I'm just so excited about the money. I can't say enough about the money.

You don't need to know. Especially when you're a mentor. You've been so nice.

I'm sorry. You don't have my time. You were supposed to be helping me.

Not to do. Period. I'm at work with you.

You show up and I have to stop the complaints.

You should work by the way. I explained to you.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm so excited.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Fuck your ass.

It's so fucking late.

I'm gonna ***** in a private tailor.

A fucking private tailor.

I can't wait to meet you.

Yeah.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Fuck it, it's for two days.

Ah, fucking loser, mate.

Oh, you...

Okay.

Fucking loser, you nasty cunt.

I'm James, and this is my life.

Yes.

I...

I want you to come on my face.

What?

I want you to come on my face.

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