I fell and fucked myself in the garage with my favorite garden rake handle. I thought maybe I could resist if I just poked it in a little but then it hit

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I fell and fucked myself in the garage with my favorite garden rake handle. I thought maybe I could resist if I just poked it in a little but then it hit my prostate gland and made me squirt a little. I backed off and left but then came back and just let myself have what I craved. I got on my hands and knees and put it in deep. I dribbled a lot of white fluid out of my p****. Yeah it feels good but the real reason I do it is because I’m sick and suffer from uncontrollable compulsions. Im an alcoholic too. I know this is wrong which is why I try and resist but I fail again and again. I also want to be fucked and f*** a Trans woman. I think it would be so hot. I also want to f*** Kate. I love her

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