With KillMiplis:

I was friends with a guy from the first class. There was no sex between us. We lived in the same entrance and studied in the same class. And our ancestors, not so often, but in visit to each other. 9 the class. I go to him after the lessons, and he is typically training on a trampoline, and more simply on the bed of his ancestors. I joined with joy. In the evening, he brings me a puddle that flew during the jumping, with the words: "My mother found him on the bed and told me not to drive the baby back home." The type he was ashamed to say was that two 15-year-old idiots jumped on the bed. Macho is fucking. In a couple of days, his mother comes with my tongue to scratch. I see her look when she sees me stoning, rooting and other things. I understand with horror that I have the same cock..."