so, I spend half hour a day at least looking at naked tattooed girls, their photosets, videos and occasional live :-P when I wake up in the morning I crush my balls in my fist until they ache to pump the testosterone into my blood - I haven't had a come in over a month and can't get a hard-on without actual physical and emotional contact, a faceful of pussy, finger up my arse, those rapturous moans of incipient pleasure - all day my dick seeps slimy pre-come over the tip of my glans and if I pass by a girl in heels with nice legs, or a peachy arse in a short skirt, or a warm cleavage and fulsome boobs then the stale backed up spunk dribbles from my bruised swollen balls past my burning prostate into my boxers and leaves them crusty and stinky by the end of the day…I'm just a fucking mess :-/
arroezze:
This wasn't romantic at all.
jaggid:
nah, not exactly Ernest Hemingway, either