Excavations from an old journal (#2)
I hope this joint fails.
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 I hope this joint fails.
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 Paging through an old journal, I found this….
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 Fourteen years since climbing out of the wreckage, and I’ve never felt more alive—despite the limp, the pain, the aging. Death is a constant companion, sure, but so is desire, vitality, absurd good fortune, and the bittersweet weight of knowing I’m right at the peak.
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 According to Saya, I am an exceptional lover with remarkable skill in cunnilingus, creating a safe and thrilling environment for intense pleasure and prolonged orgasms, always prioritizing my partner’s satisfaction.
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 A mid-afternoon encounter with Saya. Including fucking!
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 A momentary lapse of reason about Serena.
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 Saya comes for me. On Zoom.
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 I grapple with pervasive sadness about aging, beauty, and desire.
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 More porn thoughts: MetArtX, SexArt and the portrayal of masturbation and sex. More thoughts to follow. Soon.
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