when the lovers have gone

After tossing and turning, then lying still first on one side then the other, trying deep breathing and reciting mantra, I conceded I was not going to sleep. I didn't feel anything. Except the still intensely sensitive nipples and penis and arse. I wanted to cry. I couldn't. I think if I could cry perhaps I could go to sleep. That was earlier this morning. In a way it's good. I ...

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naive question, perhaps

Just discovered I can do screen capture of videos. Question: what's the black ring for?  

If you miss someone, and/or wants to do this and that to/with him, is it wrong to tell him so? 

inspiration

These remind me of certain part of  bucephalus '  centurion costume ;-)