Porn store
I went to a porn shop the other day. I wanted to try something new, so I headed straight to the social-section. They had all these crazy motherfuckers over there, from oversized babies to undersized adults. People seem to really dig those people, judging by the grand size of the section. I also found videos about them, how cool is that? But yeah, I was disappointed, ’cause somehow they were all called “documents” and had some dull true-stories to tell.
Has no one ever told these guys that the lamest part of porn are the stories leading to the fucking?
But when we got there, it was great. There were always multiple people involved, telling other people how sad/happy/indifferent they felt during the shooting of the docs. The fellatio-factor went from zero to a hundred in about fifty seconds, when the first ugly faces got in. I just came all over myself, and I had like a hundred orgasms. Goddamn it was fine.
An hour of pure masturbation. With feelings. M-mm.
I feel complete.
-Zack
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