(September 19, 2015 at 4:00 pm)vorlon13 Wrote: It occurs to me if I had a sex change I wouldn't be able to do anything for anyone.
Or at least not enjoy it at all . . . .
And that would distress Losty.
Ever heard of corn starch? Just mix with hot-warm water (stir constantly), and pour it out of a straw-nozzle while utiizing a dildo. With a couple of straps, or some creative undergarments: you could even go hands-free!
And fuck, if you're not having fun? Inject yourself with some fucking dopamine, serotonin, and oxytocin... it's a way to sort of directly solve your trouble. Sort of.
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day