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I just wanted to confess.

I tried beating my dick in combat, I was a driver, so I could've gotten away with it. My dick was hard, I was stroking away, but then an RPG hit the vehicle in front of me. I kept stroking, but I was losing wood, I started thinking, what would they tell my mother when they pulled my dead body out of the driver's hatch, dick in hand, so I put it away.

I told my buddy about it later, the thoughts going through my head and everything. He said that he'd tell my mother that I died doing what I loved.

I just wanted to confess. I tried beating my dick in combat, I was a driver, so I could've gotten away with it. My dick was hard, I was stroking away, but then an RPG hit the vehicle in front of me. I kept stroking, but I was losing wood, I started thinking, what would they tell my mother when they pulled my dead body out of the driver's hatch, dick in hand, so I put it away. I told my buddy about it later, the thoughts going through my head and everything. He said that he'd tell my mother that I died doing what I loved.

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Everybody does it but you're not suppose to discuss it in public.