A strange thing happened to me the other night. I am still suffering the repercussions and I wonder on the medical possibilities with grave thoughts, or rather thoughts of the grave. Is it possible that the need for sexual release be so intense that your head explodes with such a tremendous force it makes you ill? Nausea and headache so extreme you can’t stand or think? The moment of the big O has now become a thing to fear. Well, I thought, let’s try this theory again the next night. I found myself straining so hard that instead of allowing the pleasure to wash over me with it’s waves of ecstasy, I knew I had to pull back to prevent my head from exploding. Damn, I guess I’ll have to throw out my super sonic, 20lb heavy-duty massager and get something a little more lightweight. SIGH!! I’ll miss the beast.
Langue d’Amour
11 years ago
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6 comments:
sounds like a "diddle break" of a different kind.
LMAO
That's OK, I've been a lesbian for a long time and I will always be in the learning phase.
Might I add, I am the teachers pet.
Diddle breaks for everyone!!
Turtle
is 'pet' a noun or a verb in that sentence? (always the inquisitive editor)
I'd think you'd know the answer.
[evil snicker]
Oh no Evil.
:)
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