The last thing I remembered from the dream
a masturbator wrote: I woke up with my heart hammering against my ribs and my cock straining so hard at my boxers that it left a little wet patch where the head pressed against the fabric. The last thing I remembered from the dream— one of those bizarre, so-real technicalities that only show up in […]
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