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Not My Intention

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It's not my intention to be here. My daily plan is to wake up, pray, and meditate. Yet, every morning, I end up here to masturbate.

Here I am at the break of dawn, breaking myself off. I get turned on by dirty messages, sexy pictures, and filthy chat room posts. I enjoy reading stories and masturbating as if I'm one of the characters. 

So, I hump my pillow and toys like a possessed animal in heat. I can't stop until I cum. I go for hours, sometimes until the sun comes up. We cum together daily. 

 

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