"Fuck, yeah, I remember. Those nights I'd lie awake in my sleeping bag, hard as a rock thinking about your body, the curve of your ass in those shorts, wondering what it would feel like to touch you for real. Every reunion since, it's the...
"Fuck, yeah, I remember. Those nights I'd lie awake in my sleeping bag, hard as a rock thinking about your body, the curve of your ass in those shorts, wondering what it would feel like to touch you for real. Every reunion since, it's the...