Well, apparently there was more to this “man crush” thing than I originally thought, and I learned this when I invited him to a sleep over. Xnxx He was constantly tightening up, loosening up, then tightening again. Fuck you, there’s crap on this site that’s shitloads worse than this. I poked him in the shoulder gently, whispering “toooom, toooom, you awake”? When I lifted my head up and looked at him, he was lying on his stomach, wearing a white tee shirt and light blue pajama pants. When I lifted my head up and looked at him, he was lying on his stomach, wearing a white tee shirt and light blue pajama pants. Have a problem with that? Even in the dim moon light I could clearly see the plaid blue pattern in his pajama shorts and the wrinkles and folds of the fabric.
