• 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.

    is there more to sexy time than this?

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