I'm saying that there have been times when I have bitterly, doggedly, joylessly masturbated while a woman has bitterly, doggedly, joylessly obseverved because the shared humiliation had somehow replaced the shared feelings of love, intimacy, arousal and warmth that a spontaneous mutual sexual dalliance would normally have fulfilled.
In other words:
I wanked.
She watched.
I came.
She looked away.
I wiped.
We both felt awful.
We pretended to go to sleep.
Neither of us slept.
I'd like to do a 'deal with it' meme now, but there isn't one that's appropriate.
I'm saying that there have been times when I have bitterly, doggedly, joylessly masturbated while a woman has bitterly, doggedly, joylessly obseverved because the shared humiliation had somehow replaced the shared feelings of love, intimacy, arousal and warmth that a spontaneous mutual sexual dalliance would normally have fulfilled.
In other words:
I wanked.
She watched.
I came.
She looked away.
I wiped.
We both felt awful.
We pretended to go to sleep.
Neither of us slept.
I'd like to do a 'deal with it' meme now, but there isn't one that's appropriate.