I finally got that drink. And a new wrestling magazine. I’m happy.
Group of friends got back to the apartment late evening and play wrestled. Was such a weird experience when the one teenagers’ pants fell to his ankles and he carried on wrestling, his c.ock was hanging so close to my mouth.
If the guys can’t decide on who’s taking me first. Then I decide. Pretty simple. Whoever has the larger sausage wins. Second place gets the overly lubed entrance.
