Males: when orgasming where do you prefer to look?

I look into the soul of the hatchling plummeting from its nest, the only domain it has ever known - in that instant, in the throes of death and passion and weightlessness it can feel nothing and everything at once. I never thought paradox a reality until I saw the soul of the hatchling plummeting from its nest.

I look into the wretched eyes of a child crying for candy, crying for such sweet gratification of an instant lost from the world and into a sensual joy. Alas, to feel such acute emotion! We have lost such passionate purity in our age. I never thought memory a caprice until I saw the wretched eyes of a child crying for candy.

I look into the sands of the Judean desert whose contours shape like an organism moves, and the valleys which spindle and coil under authority of the ephemeral stream. We tread these rocks like they were placed under our feet, but I never thought god an artist until I saw the sands of the Judean desert whose contours shape like an organism moves.

That or the titties.

I have been so Badly hurt by my x wife i cant stand women any more but from my experience I would look her in the eyes.

I always have to close my eyes.