I had a dream the other night that I found someone's collection of porn. I think I was in their house and I came across a pile of magazines, books, and DVDs. As I was flipping through the pages I found myself incredibly excited. I had to masturbate.
And when I woke up I was thinking about the fact that discovering someone else's stash of porn is far superior to rediscovering my own. There's something inexplicably erotic about touching magazines and books that another person has used for their own sexual pleasure... and using them for my own, too.
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