I recently went to an air dance club and I left with blue balls. When I left I was hungry so I stopped at Taco Bell and ate down a couple of bean burritos. They were okay but I ended up regretting it later. I went home and was taking care of my blue balls, you know what I mean. Right when things were getting good it hit me. I wish I did not eat Taco Bell because I felt the pressure and it was stronger than my nut. I had to stop and go to the bathroom and this killed the mood.
Any of you ever have nature call in the middle of pleasuring yourself?

