^ Bahaha!
The night I met my BF ended in disaster. We were back at mine and clothes came off, both stinkin' drunk. We must have encountered a bad angle coupled with too much friction and my wang tore. To clarify, just the skin near the top. Blood everywhere. Needless to say something like that sobers you up pretty damn fast, not to mention mortifies you beyond belief. Worst thing is, we hadn't even gotten down to serious business yet! Just "wrestling" face to face for lack of a better term. Although the next few months were torture as we couldn't do much more than make out while McWigga Jr. got better, and bleeding on a hottie's junk was NOT a fun time, it all worked out in the end, we're still together and couldn't be happier
The night I met my BF ended in disaster. We were back at mine and clothes came off, both stinkin' drunk. We must have encountered a bad angle coupled with too much friction and my wang tore. To clarify, just the skin near the top. Blood everywhere. Needless to say something like that sobers you up pretty damn fast, not to mention mortifies you beyond belief. Worst thing is, we hadn't even gotten down to serious business yet! Just "wrestling" face to face for lack of a better term. Although the next few months were torture as we couldn't do much more than make out while McWigga Jr. got better, and bleeding on a hottie's junk was NOT a fun time, it all worked out in the end, we're still together and couldn't be happier
