My life is growing more and more surreal all the time. Take tonight for instance. I was looking for porn. Straight porn. Straight pregnant porn. With a woman. A staight woman. A straight pregnant woman. And a guy. A straight guy. Who was not the father. And none of the three of us had ever been with the other, Biblically, despite us all being together tonight. And looking for straight pregnant porn. For the pregnant woman.
It's too much to go into, don't ask.
Sometimes, I swear, my life is worse than a sitcom.
POLT = listening to "Christianity" by The Wolfgang Press
When calling out your lover's name during sex, you want to be sure that it is your lover with whom you're having sex.
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