I’m starting to worry myself…
I like porn as much as the next gal, but the psychology of everything is getting deeper. It’s not just pleasure anymore. I think about it constantly. My desires are starting to form parts of my identity. Don’t get me wrong, there are good parts too! Like, there’s this feeling of pure femininity every time I have to confidence to ask for what I want in a partner. It makes me feel.. like well, me!
But the flip side is what I’m asking for. Just look at the fucking picture. That’s disgusting! But I want!! I love the idea of fleshlights in my holes as a form of punishment. My Sir gets pleasure but I don’t. It’s wrong! It’s fucked up! It probably speaks to something deeper about me but I have no fucking clue what it is.
Anyhoo, consider this my “hi! It’s me” intro post. Would love to hear your thoughts about this or anything related.
DMs always open for the girlies 😘