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Deen has, for some time, occupied a peculiar niche. His looks were read as atypical for porn – boyish and approachable, passably hipster. Female commentators held him up as the porn star even a feminist could like, while . In the business, whispers and rumours about Deen had been out there, Stoya said – the private, off-set warnings. But in public? “Nobody was saying anything. And I didn’t feel like I could say anything. But from what I hear – because I am not looking at my Twitter mentions – the way the public conversation is going is shockingly good in some ways. But also there is ‘Well, you know you can’t rape a sex worker,’ or ‘She still defends porn when she was raped by a pornographer’ – everybody has got their own fucking agenda, and that’s why I was scared to say something. I don’t know the reasons for other women, why they felt they had to keep quiet, but it just got to be too much.”
How is there not a gay porn star named “Jake Jackman” anyway? I’ve found my calling! Ha, I’m way too lazy to be a fucking porn star. (That curse is so literal – a “fucking porn star” aka “a porn star who fucks.”) Aaaaaanyway (sorry I’m a bit loopy; I just had a bunch of blood drawn at my doctor’s office and I’m way lightheaded) when Hugh Jackman of himself at with Jake Gyllenhaal & Annaleigh Ashford yesterday (seen below) I assumed that’d be the only shot we’d see, but no thankfully somebody took a snap of Jake & Hugh alone together too, as God or whoever intended (seen above).
Sex is serious work. A few weeks ago, I went to a sex-party with my guy, and boy did we put on a show. Despite my content, I’m not always sexual, but at parties, for some reason, my levels increase, and I low-key become a porn star. My nails and toes are always done, and I carefully plan my outfit. I chat it up with the people I know, and I play into the innocent school-girl vibe for strangers. I play it humble until the magic hour starts; then, I become a fucking beast.
The next day, the pain of the party began to settle in. Not the pain of my pulverized vagina, the pain of my fucking back. Like I said, anything I do, I try to do it 100%. So that means my desire to please is always A1. I’ll contort myself in the most awkward positions to look and perform like the porn star I think I am. Which means face-up, chest down, and ass up. Or, on my back, head twisted sucking dick, while my legs are spread or pushed behind my head. Sex, especially at a party, is a fucking workout.
