‘I suffer from PTSD, and my only source of comfort is when Shay comforts me. He would hold me in his massive arms. Looking into my eyes as he placed his manhood inside me, he would whisper, “I can make you forget.” And I would whisper, “Forget yes, but never you. Please Shay! Will you show me how a real Irish man makes love?” And well…let’s say it was one of passion and comfort for the both of us.’

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