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My Counselor Suggests An Outdoor Session To Remove My Endless Nightmares of Cock & Ball Destruction…
“I guess I understand this whole outdoor session thing… but midnight? Did it need to be midnight?”
“When do you dream, Phillip?”
“When I’m asleep.”
“What time of the day, Phillip?”
“Oh, sorry… nighttime.”
“Exactly! Let’s start with the nightmare you mentioned having on Wednesday.”
“I was on my motorcycle, enjoying the sun, and the wind in my face, and…”
“And where else were you enjoying the wind?”
“Um…”
“It’s okay… this is a safe place.”
“Inside my shorts, I was going commando… and enjoying the wind… blowing up my shorts.”
“And…”
“Really? Up my shorts, across my hard-on, and around my balls. Are you happy now?”
“I’m not getting any pleasure out of this. So why the hard-on?”
“The vibrations of the motorcycle… and the wind.”
“Did you end up cumming from the vibrations and the wind, Phillip?”
“I would have, if it weren’t for the fucking litter bug in the car ahead of me, tossing candy wrappers out her…
