I'm just going to break the ice here and tell you all who it is. The secret culprit is in fact me, the one and only Mr. Grumby. Sorry to let all you soul seekers down who were expecting some Brad Pitt look-alike; although I must say, I've got a pex comparable to a walrus and a fine ass that I can crack walnuts with. But I've already told Cindy that we shall in fact marry, eventually, after I get out of my current relationship and as soon as she is of the tender, legal age to fuck. Legally. So it goes.
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who's the lucky boy??? Would I know?
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but regardless, <3<3.
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