Like I thought I knew what I wanted, and it wore a leather jacket and smelled like engine-oil and booze, and rode motorcycles with a devil-may-care attitude, and bent me over those motorcycles and fucked me with that same devil-may-care attitude. I think he’s literally 19 years old. Xnxx And not just amazing, it felt… Like ACTUAL tears. Far enough that he’d have to let the steel security door close in the morning when he went to get it. and he turned like beet red and ran out and into the stairwell and went home. I’ve never made a boy cry before. I think the reason I’m feeling different about Ethan has something to do with this new kid, well, not him directly but my reaction to his reaction to me..




















