“Josh, you’ve…grown.”
“Gerry ….you…look the same.”
“Cheeky bastard!”, I retorted, and the three of us laughed. It’s just impossible. Milf porn All I’m saying is, sometimes, I feel like the plan… wasn’t actually my own. But Josh was…he seemed like he was still trying hard to uh….get hard. I’m sorry if I caused you any unwanted homo-erotic dreams. He wasn’t even playing this game for the first time; he’s been telling me the past few days how he’d play it every day at his place. He reckons people who read here might like it too. Now at 13, he easily beat my respectable 5’2” by three inches. My brain went into overdrive. But Josh said no to wet dreams too. His body was slightly rocking on my bed as I continued at my pace. As always, you have my thanks. But I could tell somehow, he was smirking. Did I mention that I’m thinking of performing in our theatre club?
