He’s always talking about how his parents notice little things like red fingernail scratches on his muscular back, no doubt from a pleasurable night with his girlfriend, or like that time he told us about the box of spilled condoms in his back seat of his car
. I sat for a while, not saying anything, staring out the rain splattered window, thinking about what Mack had just said.
Read more. Juice poured down my thighs.
He’s always talking about how his parents notice little things like red fingernail scratches on his muscular back, no doubt from a pleasurable night with his girlfriend, or like that time he told us about the box of spilled condoms in his back seat of his car
. I sat for a while, not saying anything, staring out the rain splattered window, thinking about what Mack had just said.
Read more. Juice poured down my thighs.
He’s always talking about how his parents notice little things like red fingernail scratches on his muscular back, no doubt from a pleasurable night with his girlfriend, or like that time he told us about the box of spilled condoms in his back seat of his car
. I sat for a while, not saying anything, staring out the rain splattered window, thinking about what Mack had just said.
Read more. Juice poured down my thighs.
