Certain posters here display an alarmingly intimate knowledge of porn. Porn is like kissing a garden hose and thinking you're making out. Porn is your signal to the universe that you've given up. Watching porn is like being stuck forever in the McDonald's drive in, with only enough money for a kids Happy Meal.
A money shot is your sad, sad shot of special sauce. Try not to get any on 'ya, k? An over-endowed doofus just successfully penetrated an overly made up "not really a babe" with fake tits in multiple orifices? THIS is what passes for scintillating entertainment in
your life? At least wipe up afterwards.
I know these things because I,
ummmmm, read a lot.
Not convinced of the abysmally sad surrender of a porn addiction? Maybe this last statement will wake you up . . . Terrabytes of porn is a key enthusiasm that you and shorty proudly have in common. It's like you're brothers from another mother! Why, folks can hardly tell you apart!