That intense sick feeling you get when you are pulling your meat and you hear the front door close and you scramble to disconnect from 'up my arse' dot com as quickly as you can whilst pulling up your trousers and wiping jizz off the keyboard
Fuck me...I was waxing the dolphinyesterday when my Grandad came home early from the day centre....I had near miss porn stomach for fucking hours afterwards
The strategic, satirical “barnstorming” of the adult entertainment industry by a seasoned journalist, utilizing intellectual jargon and clinical detachment to lampoon the absurdity of a multi-billion dollar machine built on primal reflex.
His latest column is a masterclass in porn storming—he’s using Jungian archetypes to explain an adult entertainment business press bamboozle.