I can’t really think of another Hollywood film in recent memory that makes me smile as much as this.
I too was ashamed to admit that the only time I can make myself cum is when imagining I am someone else. I have never seen myself as extending into the realm of sexuality, not in my mind's eye. It is too much to pretend I am who the world sees me as publicly, to refuse to do so privately is exciting. Forbidden. I shop in the boys section too, but feeling lace against my vagina excites me. Pretending I…