On the internet you can be anything you want. It’s strange though, that so many people choose to be stupid.
Another lovely morning standing naked in the pre dawn hour, running my hands all over my body, face, and hair as i empty my very full bladder into my cupped hands, and into a tunbler so i can feel it warmly cascade down my body. Luxuriating in the slow drying sticky feel of it, inhaling the raw musky scent, at peace with life. It is not s*****, i do not m a s t u r bate, it simoly feels beautifully alive.
Protect ya neck, or else the Christmas tree cutter might chop ya head off bìttch.
Hoe hoe hoe
Evil Santa Claus
