I just lay back, waiting. Xxx That explains the first mystery of the night. So, this summer was the first time I ever got drunk and high, both together and separately. He stared down for a moment and didn’t really move. Another time, he would say that the weight of his dick is what kills the gas mileage in his car. One time he said that it was 5 inches already flaccid. Then at some obscure moment he came and shot what felt like a boatload of cum into my ass. When I had the dream the night after, I could only hope that this was actually real. Enzo is a soccer player. I took the KY bottle and rubbed it all over his dick.
