-” There it stood like a tall smooth ivory god, the sodium arc lamps seemed to caress the gentle curves and slopes of its sides in a way that made it seem as if it were sculpted from a cloud. I began to slowly disrobe despite my bodies heeded warning of urgency. I knew it would be more enjoyable if we went slow. Once their was nothing between us but skin I quickly assumed my position like a seasoned veteran. Its smooth caress on the back of my thighs produced goosebumps across my flesh and a churning feeling in my gut like a hot ball of lead. I tried in vain to hold it back, but after 12 beers and 2 pounds of hot wings I couldn’t control myself. I groped for the handle and fumbled, but on my second attempt I managed to flush at the moment of sweet release. With beaded sweat on my brow I cried out with the roaring of the toilet before slouching back against cool porcelain to catch my breath…”
50 times better!