“I could write entire books on masturbatory techniques and their many intricacies, but I’d need my dominant hand for that, and it’s presently occupied.”
“…We’re having a conversation.”
“Oh, I don’t mind me. I don’t find it distracting at all.”
I don’t know how you do it, but personally I rarely engage in bloodsport in the middle of my masturbatory sessions. Mixing business and pleasure is notoriously bad form, old boy.
At least it’s a peaceful and inexpensive hobby.
“Masturbation? A man of your talents?”
“It’s a peaceful life.”
“I could write entire books on masturbatory techniques and their many intricacies, but I’d need my dominant hand for that, and it’s presently occupied.”
“…We’re having a conversation.”
“Oh, I don’t mind me. I don’t find it distracting at all.”
That’s too perfect, is it from something? Feels like Dennis from its always sunny
No, my mind just works in mysterious and occasionally unfortunate ways.
Scholar and a Gentleman
You can masterbate peacefully?!?
I don’t know how you do it, but personally I rarely engage in bloodsport in the middle of my masturbatory sessions. Mixing business and pleasure is notoriously bad form, old boy.
Blood is the most effective lube. It’s 50/50 lube and friction. Let alone the mental aspect.