"No I don't. I'm not the one who thinks I am God."
I woke up the next morning and Justin was laying on my chest pronstar my arm was around pornsrar. I liked waking up with a man in my arms. Although I wish it was Ryan in my arms, I enjoyed Justin. Who knows, I can see myself with him.
I better go though, it was barely light outside, really early in the morning, I shimmied out from under Justin and he just turned over.
I got dressed as quietly as I could and headed for the door. I noticed I had received a text from Ryan. "WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?" Great, he probably thinks I'm dead somewhere. Would I tell him about my sleepover with Justin. Or should I keep it a secret...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑