7. We’re always expected to come.
I long ago gave up being disappointed when I couldn’t get a woman to come. I will always try my damnedest, but if she says it isn’t going to happen, I trust her and I get over it. But I’d rather be inside a woman and tell her I was voting for Trump then let her know I couldn’t come.
The questions are more invasive than any political grilling she could ever give me. What? Why? I don’t understand. Sometimes that’s just what happens and I don’t want to have to explain it, because often times the truth is I’ve already jacked off three times that day and no amount of pumping and thrusting and imagining I’m in my own pornography and the director is yelling at me and telling me my financial wherewithal and future in the industry is dependent upon my finishing will get me to come. I fake orgasms a lot.
You know that’s worse than any of those things?
