Criptic Critic Conscience and Known for it

Friday, October 16, 2009

I once jesrked off for 6 hours. 2002

I had noticed that some how I had been building up for it , already most of the way through it, and knowing i had nothing else planned for the rest of the day, I remebered earlier I had gone quiet easily for  straight hours, with out really noticing, no drugs, no stimulents. Just desire, time and means. I was the human milk machine, milking myself and it might of well as been the entire sky..   Now let me be clear hear, no lubricants (other than my own spit), no chafing or pain factors, just careful gently stroking, stimulting, beating sitting on the edge of my seat for hours in a trance, musles pulled tightly entire body still, errect caught in the fabric of time and working her, it the fabric of friction, a noticing

Fireworks are whose orgasm.? 

Not mine. 


Fireworks are Simulated Warfare don't want to get involved. 

67 cum stained A4 sheets of paper.

Gambia Castle. 2007