"Lots is broken tbh. I say it all the time, I know, in typical American fashion, I always keep the candle lit, I'm tense as fuck though, like really gripped up, I need some time out, to a degree I do, I'm just so mad about everything, if one even slightly says wrong word, I go throwing hammers after hatchets, I'm in a real bad mood."
A ripped back, with the tightest ass I have ever seen. I wish he would just turn around, but I didn't want to make it weird by standing there, besides, I needed to hide my raging boner inside my trunks.
I put a shirt on and started to head out. "Wait up man!" Justin said catching up to me at the locker room door. "Want to go get a beer?" "I actually have to go, I'm sorry. lesboan "Oh come on, one beer, won't kill you...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑