I need a foot massage.

Originally Posted by No_Strings
I'm over halfway there, but now I'm in a restroom stall with my laptop and a group of burly truckers is waiting outside for me. What do I do? :yikes:

e-mail Wally to come and save you.
 
I sent you a personal invite - written in semen on the back of a strapping young Peruvian named Juan - did you not get him?
I missed the message~~it does however explain the gooey sticky feeling on his backside as I held him close to me and Frenched him while feeling his masculine muscled torso (and lower regions)~~ before moving on towards othere activities.