Some time ago I spent the night "with" a gay (a very nice, art-loving man).
"With" in the sense that we obtained at night in a dwelling district.
I got there, just before the COVERS (separate!) Bed sites still innocent, and, as it is my way of thinking nothing of it, accompanied walking shirtless, one of the hardest compliments of my life.
I would have: "really great tits" (more ...)
