Llamasr, the self-proclaimed chronicler of taboo, presents a confessional of sorts. In this explicit exploration, he grapples with the weight of his desires, each one more forbidden than the last. From the shadows of his mind, he summons memories of religious constraints cast aside, of sisters and brothers entwined in carnal dance, of penises hard and yearning, and vaginas wet with lust and shame. As he remembers, he donates, his semen a testament to his unbridled, kinky yearning.