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I don't get it
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Every day I see hundreds of pictures of naked women, all shapes, sizes, positions, poses, colors, and whatever. By now, I can safely say I've seen it all. And yet, every day I look forward to putting my dick in my hand, and looking at more naked bodies. My wrist hurts, my brain can't help trying to quantify the countless hours spent pumping my dick. And yet, the beat goes on. Crazy, isn't it?
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Posted on : Aug 30, 2014
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Commented on Sep 8, 2014
Sometimes, Churchdick, the real thing is better. I could get laid every single day if I was willing to cheat, but have to settle for the real thing about once a week. I think your description of a test rat pushing a button over and over describes sex and our sex drive pretty well. In any event, good for you if you don't beat off - I wouldn't want to be that self depriving, although I think moderation in all things is a pretty good plan. Cheers!
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Commented on Aug 30, 2014
Yes it can be called crazy. Worse than that it will take away many otherwise productive hours away from you each day. You will become like a test rat running down his cage to push a buttun for instant gratification..over and over.and over.
But why ever stop when your just having so much fun every day putting your dick in your hand?
Maybe having sex with a real person is better?
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