I was 35 when I had my first orgasm.
Not the kind I faked to get it over with. Not the kind I performed to make someone else feel good. A real, undeniable, body-shaking, soul-awakening orgasm.
I was 35 years old when I had my first orgasm.
Not the kind I faked to get it over with. Not the kind I performed to make someone else feel good. A real, undeniable, body-shaking, soul-awakening orgasm.
I didn’t know what I didn’t know until that moment. Until my body showed me what was possible. Until I realized how much of myself I had been holding back…
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