Reminiscing
A memory that I treasure...
Fawning and slobbering over a real nice piece of man-meat that belonged to this short muscular dude I couldn’t stand (and still can’t)... in a dark laundry room at a well known apartment complex very late at night.
Good times indeed.
3 comments:
whore!
You say it like it's a bad thing.
i know... why can't I have hot sex like that? oh wait I do, but lately ive been getting more action in drag than out of drag... like I was hosting fag fridays at the endup, and apparently this super duper hot muscle jock type go was so into me...anyway long story short, I blew my wad all over his face, for fear that I would get cum all over my new Balenciaga skirt and Gucci shoes, giiiirrrlll....
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