Each time an eager to please and, worse, drunken vagina-owner starts messing around with my bawls and doing things like putting one in her mouth, I forget all about sex and start thinking about how I'm on the precipice of extreme hurty pain.
What if she pulls too hard and my vas deferens snaps, what if she bites, what if she accidentally crushes one
On the plus side it's like psychological delay-spray but I hate every second of it.
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