It was an extreme example rooted in a separation of absolute fiction from something happening in my day-to-dayLittle too uptight man. Getting a mental image of the trophy wife next door giving some shine and rub versus fantasizing about beating her like a cheap hooker? Little different on the scale of deviance.
Yes. Always.so is it ok to jack off while killing hookers in a game?
Yes,this. I don't walk around getting a hard-on looking at strangers. Well, not all the time.I don't think we are all talking about physical reactions or actually kinda sorta acting on them (flirting) cad. For the most part I think for most it's viewing, rating, and possibly a mental image or two if you happen to be horny that day in the span of like seconds.
Obviously. I'm talking about what triggers the "I'd like to fuck her" thought in your brain.I don't think we are all talking about physical reactions or actually kinda sorta acting on them (flirting) cad. For the most part I think for most it's viewing, rating, and possibly a mental image or two if you happen to be horny that day in the span of like seconds.
Cad jerks off to romance novels, he's not to be trusted.You're just too highbrow, Cad. Street Wakandans like myself know how to appreciate the raw attraction of slut appeal.
Pure physical attraction. Men are made to spread that seed, we just got conditioned out of it for the most part.Obviously. I'm talking about what triggers the "I'd like to fuck her" thought in your brain.
Well fucking give 'em up! Got damn, man.I recently found out some of the leaked password that got shutdown from various sites actually work on different sister-sites with less security protocols. They don't seem to update anymore but they still have hours of content.
I would but I'm afraid of them figuring out that I've figured it out!Well fucking give 'em up! Got damn, man.
boobs.. ass.. face..Obviously. I'm talking about what triggers the "I'd like to fuck her" thought in your brain.
Not meeting this chick until tomorrow night but today we had a brief text exchange where we she told me I "better pack an overnight bag" and when disagreeing about bagels said "Is our first fight really going to be over bagels?"Bros, just started talking to this tiny little 5'0" social worker who mentioned all of the following in our first conversation completely out of the blue and unprovoked:
- "Inheriting" a kitten from her ex in the divorce (she was never married), including why her ex named the cat "Alley" and what she calls it now.
- How often she gets drunk and stumbles home
- How she had to "go dark" for an hour because she was about to go into a hospital and had to leave her things in a locker. "I'm not lying, I swear it's true!" (never implied she was lying or even said anything about it except "Talk to you later" because I'm a normal human being)
- Asked if it was it a bad idea to drop off a book named "Sharp Objects" to her friend who is in a lockdown psychiatric ward (the hospital she had just gone into)
I think she might be the one. Depends on how long it takes for her to poop in my bushes. Khane might finally be tying the knot bros.