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I used to palm the back of her kneecaps in both hands and just try to pummel a hole through the continental + oceanic crust . We would go to bed together and I would wake up with what I thought were random cuts on my back as if I had fallen asleep with a razor blade underneath me, but actually what happened was that she would sink her nails in my flesh and I was so in the zone it never even registered. Sometimes I still get butterflies in my chest thinking about what she was letting me do to her, she would whoop and holler and I would pin her so as to not lose track of the routes I dug into her cervix , and I never experienced anything like that before or since , because I’ve watched a lot of p*** and read a lot of posts like the one I’m typing now, but I’ve never seen anyone do or talk about what was happening with me and her , because I’d have her in a mating press and her walls were clenched around my Cleveland steamer so tight that I could still make full strokes , but my d*** wouldn’t leave her p**** , so I was just pumping my waist up and down the way you always do in missionary, but her whole torso would come up and down with me , and the only noise would come from the sound of the bed creaking…
It’s impossible to describe what some of this stuff felt like because as much as I want to try and explain , there is a mix of pride but also shame , confusion , and regret ; for example , there were multiple times where she would call me by my name and whisper in my ear saying “ why are you f***ing me like this “ ? At the time I thought, man, I must be the tuffest mf on the planet , but now it’s been 2+ years since we last had s***, and I guess I feel embarrassed because maybe I was actually hurting her .. I think the fact that I have phimosis and I’ve never been able to retract my skin down there at all is basically the whole reason why my stamina is the way it is , meaning it’s not as if I have the talent of a prime Bruce venture or Manuel ferrara , it’s just that my lack of sensitivity and complete inability to expose my glans felt like a cheat code back then but now I feel like all it did was make me a selfish jerk who should have took my foot off the gas pedal
TLDR: I can’t even really jack off anymore because I just think about her and our sexual chemistry and I say to myself that I would rather go the rest of my life celibate than try to recapture that with someone else. And the really hard part about all of this is that before she got locked up we would still see each other damn near every day
I used to palm the back of her kneecaps in both hands and just try to pummel a hole through the continental + oceanic crust . We would go to bed together and I would wake up with what I thought were random cuts on my back as if I had fallen asleep with a razor blade underneath me, but actually what happened was that she would sink her nails in my flesh and I was so in the zone it never even registered. Sometimes I still get butterflies in my chest thinking about what she was letting me do to her, she would whoop and holler and I would pin her so as to not lose track of the routes I dug into her cervix , and I never experienced anything like that before or since , because I’ve watched a lot of p*** and read a lot of posts like the one I’m typing now, but I’ve never seen anyone do or talk about what was happening with me and her , because I’d have her in a mating press and her walls were clenched around my Cleveland steamer so tight that I could still make full strokes , but my d*** wouldn’t leave her p**** , so I was just pumping my waist up and down the way you always do in missionary, but her whole torso would come up and down with me , and the only noise would come from the sound of the bed creaking…
It’s impossible to describe what some of this stuff felt like because as much as I want to try and explain , there is a mix of pride but also shame , confusion , and regret ; for example , there were multiple times where she would call me by my name and whisper in my ear saying “ why are you f***ing me like this “ ? At the time I thought, man, I must be the tuffest mf on the planet , but now it’s been 2+ years since we last had s***, and I guess I feel embarrassed because maybe I was actually hurting her .. I think the fact that I have phimosis and I’ve never been able to retract my skin down there at all is basically the whole reason why my stamina is the way it is , meaning it’s not as if I have the talent of a prime Bruce venture or Manuel ferrara , it’s just that my lack of sensitivity and complete inability to expose my glans felt like a cheat code back then but now I feel like all it did was make me a selfish jerk who should have took my foot off the gas pedal
TLDR: I can’t even really jack off anymore because I just think about her and our sexual chemistry and I say to myself that I would rather go the rest of my life celibate than try to recapture that with someone else. And the really hard part about all of this is that before she got locked up we would still see each other damn near every day
Just close your eyes it all feels the same
Just close your eyes it all feels the same
untrue
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MAKE DOJA HIP-HOP AGAIN
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i like that rasp she has
Missing frank ocean a lot today
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Missing frank ocean a lot today
Missing frank ocean a lot today
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