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[quote name='Califfa' date='16 March 2012 - 06:49 AM' timestamp='1331880555' post='578733'] I don't think things like that should be said... At least not that way... I mean, just because they're pornstars people just forget that they're people? No one likes to be considered "butt ugly"... Well.. she turns me on anyway. [/quote] I very much agree, these people are literally turning themselves inside out for our enjoyment and appreciation, and some people go insulting them? GTFO of here. Go pay a woman to insult her and feel good about yourself; while in a public forum for the appreciation of certain activities - if you can't say things politely, better not say them at all, IMO.

What about the Avantgarde Extreme and Portait Extreme films - went through all that? There's quite an amount of 'mouth filled with shit' fucking there, there should be at least one vagina receiving the same treatment.

[quote name='Rosebutt' date='12 September 2011 - 10:02 PM' timestamp='1315864952' post='435818'] Religious guilt possibly?[/quote] Not in my case, I'm a non-religious guy brought up in a non-religious family in a very weakly religious society. It's more of a combination of male-status bias (I should be too manly for this) and suffering ego (where is my control of myself? Compulsions are a weakness), and the disappointment of having to hide such intimate things from the wife at this late stage of the game. So I guess I could just stop feeling my manhood threatened + accept that my conscious mind can not always be in control + maybe have a heart to heart (butt to butt) talk with the wife, but I balk at all three. Anyway, thanks in advance to anyone who feel I should be helped to 'come to terms' and 'accept stuff' and 'just relax and enjoy', but no need to post anything like that. I was just checking out if there are any other 'guilty junkies' around. And there are at least two up to now - hail there, fellows

So share, boys and galls, have you ever tried guiltily to ‘quit’ the solitary anal play. Me, I’ve been at it for eighteen long years. That’s a lot of time, and I’ve never actually managed to not see this as some sort of weakness. Twice or thrice I’ve managed to hold out for almost a year, before returning to the wonderful sensations. And the thing is, there are two very specific states, just before and after. Before, I feel stress accumulating. I start being bad at what I do, my work suffers, my intellect dulls, my emotions gradually become unbalanced. Even my eyes refuse to focus at times. Then I do it, the mighty ritual. Oh yes, deeper, wider, heaven! Afterwards I’m drained, but refreshed. My intellect is crystal clear, my emotions – those of a stoic. Hallelujah – I am ‘myself’ again. And then the everyday stress start piling on again, until the next time. So, how is all this with you people?