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To start, I am going to recognise the outstanding contribution of three absolutely amazing women whose commitment and dedication to the sex blogging community goes way above the call of duty. I am, of course speaking about  Molly Moore ,  Marie Rebelle , and  Kayla Lords . Without the sheer hard work that they put into their own blogs, memes and other projects, and the support they show other bloggers, it’s almost impossible to imagine what this community would look like without them.  I really don’t need to tell you anything about their particular blogs, because I am certain that everyone reading this will be more than familiar with their work. I hate having to restrict myself to 5 blogs, so the above is a bit of a cheat, but here are 5, in no order,  that I enjoy (other blogs are available…) Girl on the Net – One of the first blogs I ever followed. It’s fresh, it’s frank, it’s filthy and it’s funny. GoTN’s heartwarming honesty will have tears of laughter and pain rolling down

May is Masturbation Month .  Can one masturbate too much? I suppose it may be theoretically possible, but it’s not something that I’ve ever experienced. For me, masturbating at all would be more notable. Do you masturbate daily? See previous question. 30 odd years ago, this would have been a resounding “Fuck yeah! And twice at the weekends.” These days, I genuinely can’t remember the last time I did. It was probably some time during 2018, but don’t try and hold me to an actual date. Do you masturbate significantly more than you have sex with another person? A. Yes B. No Personally, I don’t think so. In my active masturbating days, being in a relationship and having sex with them didn’t really affect how often I got myself off. Nowadays, if I have sex, it’s with someone else, not myself. Can you go one week without masturbating? A. Yes B. No C. Only if I could have sex at least every other day See previous answers. So far I’ve gone without it for all of this year, stretching

I am, generally speaking, not much given to fantasising. I don’t really go in for the “celebrity crush” thing. That doesn’t mean that there aren’t some celebrities that I find attractive, but finding someone attractive and “fancying” someone in a sexual way are two entirely different things. In as much as I do fantasise about people, I focus on “real” people. I don’t mean that celebrities aren’t real people, but just that I only know them by their celebrity personae, and the characters they portray. They aren’t real to me in any tangible way. The people I fancy are in my everyday life. I’ve had the occasional unrequited “thing” for a co-worker, there was one of my son’s teachers in primary school, there have been the women who have served me in shops and pubs, people I’ve sat across from on trains, or in cafes. Some of those women have been known to me, and know me; others were strangers to me. They all had at least two things in common: They existed in my everyday life; and I