Fuck off... I think about sex, sure I do. But I also think about blow jobs, hand jobs, booby fondling, bum rubbing, thigh grasping, cunnilingus, kissing, french kissing, kissing french people, kissing other people, doing a "motorboat", what bra sizes actually mean, wanking, wanking twice, wanking three times, whether I can manage my fourth consecutive wank of the day, the inflated price of condoms, inflated condoms for use as balloons, condoms inflated with my semen, the best way to wash my semen out of a sock, the best way to wash my semen out of a woman because my condom was too inflated by semen, seamen, seawomen, seeing women, blind women, whether a fifth wank will turn me blind, whether a sixth wank will turn me into a blind woman, whether blind people listen to porn, why my balls are hurting, why my balls are itching, why itching my balls make them itchier, why itching my balls makes them hurt, why I don't stop itching my balls, why I can sustain an erection despite 7 wanks an itchy and hurty balls, why 8 wanks isn't enough to stop me feeling horny, horns, whether novelty horns would allow better control during blow jobs... well it seems I've gone full circle back to blow jobs. And not ONE thought of sex. Now excuse me but I really fancy a wank...