So, why can’t I fantasize about Taylor Swift?
My brain gets in the way. I am a very logical thinker. I over-plan everything. Because of this, I can’t fantasize about something that isn’t thought out and feasible. This is most likely why most of my fantasies lately have consisted of being forced to either watch my wife with someone else (always women…I do tend to get jealous so cuckolding is never going to be in the cards…sorry folks) or myself being forced to be a slave and pleasuring my wife’s friends on her command. Neither of these scenarios are likely to happen, but they are feasible and could possibly happen. So why not Taylor?