Near the corner of the room stood a gaudily decorated artificial evergreen tree. He was now the favourite target of a trio of Seniors led by a rude thuggish type called Troy, who app. I already had my gym shorts and my star wars t-shirt, I follow the map towards the locker rooms. They were throwing a 2 year reunion, to see how people are doing and crap like that. I'm Zach.
We were silent for only a little while, when, as I predicted, Chris started to talk shit.
Sweat dropped off his forehead and fell onto my stomach. I suppose I can ask Drake if he would like to spar. Zach Simms. It slid between my lips and I immediately went to work on his big dick.
I'm typing this while in a chair wedgie.