Okay, so, this whole thing started because, well, I was feeling it, you know? Just one of those days. I was browsing the internet, and things just kinda escalated. It happens, right?
First, I started with, uh, some visual stimulation. I won’t go into too much detail there, but let’s just say it involved browsing some, ahem, “curated content.” It was your standard fare, nothing too crazy. Just enough to get the engine revving, so to speak.
The escalation:
- Went down a few rabbit holes.
- Checked out a couple of different sites.
- Found some, uh, interesting stuff.
The Main Event
After that, it was time for the main event. I grabbed some lotion – gotta have that, you know? – and, well, I took care of business. It wasn’t anything groundbreaking, just a good old-fashioned solo session. It was really all built up,I spent a solid, oh, I don’t know, 20 minutes maybe? Really working at it.
I started slow, you know, building up the rhythm. Got into a groove. Then, I really went for it. Fast, slow, changing it up – the whole nine yards. Got myself all worked up, and then… boom. Release.
The Aftermath
Afterward, I just kinda laid there for a bit, catching my breath. Cleaned up, felt that post-nut clarity, you know? That feeling of “Okay, what am I doing with my life?” But hey, it was a good time. No regrets.
So yeah, that’s pretty much it. Just a regular day, a little self-love, and a whole lot of relief. Nothing to be ashamed of, right? We all do it. Don’t judge me.
