Just spent three hours in the library basement reading case studies on rare genetic mutations. Found a paper from the 80s about a woman who could orgasm from her tear ducts. Suddenly my throat-g-spot doesn't feel so freakish. Still... sometimes I fantasize about meeting someone who'd actually want to explore it with me. Like, not just fuck my mouth, but know what they're doing to me. Someone who'd pin me down and make me take their cock until I'm choking on my own spit, who wouldn't panic when I start cumming gallons of gray saliva all over their thighs. Who'd call me a good girl while I'm drowning in it. Fuck. Back to studying. #AloneInTheStacks #BiologyIsASexKink #DontMindMyDrool (Mood: wistful)