Usually, when I caress myself by imagining something, the moment I feel complete, the imagination immediately goes away. I’ve kept this diary for over 3 years now. Pornhat Wave after wave of pure love shook my body in convulsions as I stroked faster than ever before. The only things in that drawer were my diary and that weird necklace I found in the basement yesterday…
I opened the drawer, my mind hungry for answers. In that moment, I realized something. My body jumped up and down a few times from the spasms I felt as the happiness neurons in my brain fired at tremendous speeds. How was it going on? What was this? I was still puzzled how it could happen that a feel-good session entirely within my own imagination could feel
Actors:
Big Ass Stepmom2 / Stepdad
