zephyrzucchini1229
When we go into the garage to open up the fuse box, we have to battle boxes and boxes of books and toys and gifts. It's hidden in the far back corner under cobwebs and leaning bars of timber.
My first love was on the baseball team. I would go just to watch him and his fantastic ass in those tight pants. We talked all the time, and made out under the bleachers. He turned out to be gay, and fucking the catcher too. Just my luck.