Welp. Life just threw a wrench in my dick. Girlfriend’s sister got really sick—like, serious serious—so she packed up and went to be with her. No clue how long she’ll be gone. Not much space for me there, and I can’t exactly ditch my soul-sucking day job to tag along.
So, yeah. I’m flying solo. And I mean solo. She took the cage off before she left, and now I have absolutely zero self-control. It’s been, what, a day? I’ve already cranked it seven times. SEVEN. My dick is raw, my brain is fried, and I have no idea what to do with myself.
Someone send help. Or maybe just send lube. I’m a mess.
seven times? bro, at this rate, your meat’s gonna turn into jerky. make sure to use plenty of lotion on that little thing.
sorry to hear about your sister’s girlfriend and hope things get better soon.
It’s my girlfriend’s sister you dick!
And it isn’t so little when it gets time to breath out of it’s cage.
Hey buddy, sorry to hear about this – the girlfriend and the certainly sore dick.
Thanks man.