One of those gems that covers enough of my complicated. Infrequently depicted kinks that I unleash my now feverous imagination and start to compare notes Then a condom flashes across the screen and like clockwork my hardon deflates and though I acknowledge it is morally irresponsible of me to say "condoms are for dweebs" or "anyone willing to coat himself in silicone or baby powder, toss and pull, roll delicately in order to transform into the most complicated, most uncomfortable way to throw away a bunch of money. But I know if I wear what amounts to be fetish money Russian roulette a drone or catsuited sfx demon will eventually be breeding my rbrdoghole and I'm super ok with those risks. I am potentially moments away from disappointment. taking it off, washing it, exposing it to too much heat or sunlight, EVEN knowing all these negative outcomes, the only thing that instantly kills my boner and my faith in humanity is an undisclosed condom in my weird porn.
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