It had been a while since I saw so much of him. Gay sex I pulled him up and kissed him, tasting my semen.Snuggled together, eyes closed I heard Rob whisper to me…”There now, your inside me Chippers. He was having a hard time exposing his wounds. His calls started coming more frequently until it was every other day. What he had just done was what all loss of limb patients eventually do. I redoubled my efforts mimicking his every move. There’s no food here, wanna go with me to the Farmers Market a couple of miles away?””No, I’ll wait for you. While I did dread hearing his voice it turned out to be a good call. the South African man who ran in the London Olympic is a rehabilitated athlete. I wrote accident there first but his is a war injury, no accident. He should be thanked and fussed over by everyone. At his peak he stood 6’3″, weighed in at 183 pounds, had a perfect hard body, broad shoulders that veed sharply into a ridiculous 31″ waist and a round, rock hard Gluteus Maximus (that’s a bubble butt for those who care about those things.) From his knees up Sgt.
