Self Pleasure
I figured I’d try to be the one to try and write about something unique to write, yet common to understand. please enjoy. and if any mods find it inappropriate i will delete it, I’m gonna try to be discrete though... Warmth in the pleasant touch of moist skin, With eyes engulfed by twisted imagination. I kindle the fire burning within and begin Packing pressure, mind guilty of sin. Twists and turns moving faster, and stronger Repeated motions adding joy to the act. My sins with each motion grow harder and longer And warmer, the fire now licking my throat Eruption covers both outside and in The sin conquers my morals and doubts. It raises me higher than any drug can then crashes me down with a hatred within. Now lost and beaten, and covered with filth, I know that soon later, I’ll do it again. You have now entered the mind of a teenager.
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