Well here's me edging after the wedding. Nothing but you, me, and the sky last night. I sneak in a few edges before the cold and the joint get to me. Apparently I’m just torturing myself. This is fun and normal to do. I still haven't come so... I’m doing great. Thanks for asksing.

Travel Diaries 5: Midnight wedding-drunk edges

— Kettle 🫖 😘