Bethesda the Protector!
Tale of the Bartholin
Warning: This post contains content about human flesh, and lest I be cagey, it is specifically about vaginas. If you find yourself squeamish about that or bound to the patriarchic contract your ancestors signed before you were born, I wish you well but this piece probably isn’t for you.
The first time I felt her in my pussy, it was a Saturday night and I was wearing a white bikini bottom which was weird because it was Fall in New York City and I had no intention of going swimming. But all my underwear was in the laundry that day so I thought, well this is all I have.
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