this truly scared me i thought the legs on the right were some crispy burnt up human legs i need a minute to breathe
You know, that’s a problem some people wish they have! Perspective, perspective. Although, to you, it’s annoying, understandably. Walk a mile in someone else’s shoes and all of that. The grass is always greener. Life is just a paradox!!
But, I would say, go slower, in every way. Spend five minutes just rubbing your nipples and thinking sexy thoughts. Spend more time touching your neck, ooh, that feels good. When you finally make your way past your soft and smooth sides and after you’ve caressed your inner thighs for a few glorious moments, spend some time massaging your vulva. Don’t go right to your clit, just feel your nice soft labia, tease the opening of your vagina, feel yourself if a way you, perhaps, you have never done before. Then when you finally work your way to your clit, don’t rub it quickly, just softly stroke it, back and forth, around and around, unit you can begin to feel your orgasm build. Instead of rushing to the end, feel, own and enjoy that build. Just take it slow and be purposeful. Connect. Renew. Faith. Welcome. Joy. Laugh. Water. Plant. Pencil. Fork. Lasagna. Ah. You are whole. You have cum. Seventy four hours have passed and you have seventeen voicemails from your boss asking why you’ve missed three shifts.
I’ll respect your opinion as long as your opinion doesn’t disrespect my existence.
THIS PHRASE SHOULD BE WRITTEN EVERYWHERE AROUND THE WORLD
There are a bunch of human shaped gates in the middle of Times Square….and people are trying to fit themselves in them…..holy shit…..
The Enigma of Times Square Fault.