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I love to ** off a lot. Especially when I discovered that my ** were super sensitive. I found an old feather pillow in my closet once. I cut a hole in the corner and shoved my hot ** ** into that pillow. I laid back on my bed very still. I would take pointed fingers from each hand, tickle each ** and see how long I could last feeling the feathers tickling my throbbing **. I could never last long. When my ** would start I'd grip my pillow and shove my ** hard back and forth fast. I would nearly faint because it felt so good. I had to discard that pillow months later because my ** had caused many of the feathers to clump together and become scratchy when the ** dried. Good times.