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I can’t stop watching fucked up a*** p***. Like huge dildos going up peoples assholes, s*** that sometimes I’m amazed can even fit. Like it shouldn’t physically be possible. I hate that the p*** I watch has just gotten weirder and weirder over these years. First a bit of b***, then weird fetishes like piss, farting, b**, foot jobs, furry s***, latex vacuums, mind control, h*****, lactation, breeding, b**********, vore, if it exists I’ve probably seen it. Most of this in elementary/middle school. Around high school I was too fucked up on drugs to watch much p*** so it cooled off a bit. I was really into y*** tho, BL mangas that included a lot of r***, murder, manipulation and extreme abuse and b*** was an obsession for me. Now I’m fairly sober I m********* almost daily. The b*** got more extreme until it was mostly just abuse. Now I can’t stop watching a*** insertions but the s*** just keeps getting worse. I hate myself for the stuff I get off to, if anyone knew they’d probably be so disgusted… im too ashamed to tell my boyfriend these kinks and fetishes I’ve got, it seems like im into everything, when is it gonna stop? Am I ever gonna draw a line? How depraved am I going to become?

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