One who is in tune with his masturbatory needs and indeed has a ritualistic approach to his self service.
Milking his meat, stroking his pole, slapping his sausage - has become something more, something to be respected, something to be admired, looked upon in amazement and wonder.
He has truly become an artist in his chosen field, endlessly pursuing The Perfect Fap.
Milking his meat, stroking his pole, slapping his sausage - has become something more, something to be respected, something to be admired, looked upon in amazement and wonder.
He has truly become an artist in his chosen field, endlessly pursuing The Perfect Fap.
John: "It's already 5:45pm, we're going to be late for the movie, can you call your brother again?
Matt: "It's useless, he'll be at least another 10 minutes. You can't rush a Fap Artist, John, they work on their own time, in their own world. Let's go get good seats and he'll meet us there."
John: "You guys are weird. Lets go."
Matt: "It's useless, he'll be at least another 10 minutes. You can't rush a Fap Artist, John, they work on their own time, in their own world. Let's go get good seats and he'll meet us there."
John: "You guys are weird. Lets go."
by BecauseImFappy November 30, 2015