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Crappy video won't let me protest, damn itAs I lay on the couch, I couldn't help but think about the hottest video I had seen online that morning - "Mulai Kasakkum Video". The explicit content had left me feeling restless and horny. I decided to take matters into my own hands and started jerking off to the memory of those steamy scenes. Just as I was getting into the zone, my phone buzzed with a text from my girlfriend, Sarah. She was asking me to come over and "wank" her off, which only made me harder. I quickly got dressed and headed out the door, my cock throbbing in anticipation of what was to come. As soon as I arrived at her place, we started getting down to business. We began with a passionate blowjob, which left us both panting and wanting more. Sarah then suggested we try something new - anal sex. At first, I was hesitant, but she assured me it would be amazing, and I couldn't resist the opportunity to explore that forbidden territory. As we lay there afterwards, spent and exhausted, Sarah whispered in my ear, "You're such a cock-tease." I chuckled and replied, "Hey, someone's got to keep things interesting around here." We both laughed and started making plans for our next adventure - which would undoubtedly involve more "Mulai Kasakkum Video"-inspired shenanigans. As we drifted off to sleep, I couldn't help but think about the video again. The memory of those sultry scenes had me feeling like a cock ready to burst at any moment. Sarah, sensing my arousal, rolled over and started rubbing her ass against mine. I let out a low growl as she whispered, "Time for round two, don't you think?" And with that, we both came back to life, ready to take on the night once more. As the sun began to rise, we finally decided to call it quits. As I was leaving, Sarah handed me her phone and said, "Hey, check out this new video - it's going to be a real kasakkum." I raised an eyebrow, knowing exactly what she meant. And with that, I started wanking off once more, lost in the world of explicit content and my own desires. The phrase "kasakkum" kept echoing in my mind as I walked home, feeling like a jerked-off puppet on strings, completely under the control of my own libido.