Lo atleta etero vergine dà via il suo buco

When I met Thomas, he answered an ad I put online for guys. He sent me some really sharp photos that were not only professionally produced but were from an adult company. So, I thought to myself, this guy is a total faker. I asked him to send me some pics that were taken himself on his phone, and he sent a few, but I was still skeptical. He informed me that he had done some jerk-off vids and straight porn and that he needed the dough so he was down to do more. Well, I gave him the address and we set a time, but he never showed. He stopped returning texts, too. So, I gave it a few days and tried again. Sometimes you have to just let the hunger sit in their belly. I called him, and he answered. He explained that his car broke down, and his phone battery ran low. I told him I'd pick him up. He asked me to meet him at the mall in front of a sporting goods store. Already thinking he was a faker, I was probably more sketched out than he was. He said he'd be wearing a black shirt.