I can't imagine what kind of absolute faggot retard I would have to be to accidentally nosedive a meaningful loving relationship with this shit. Is there a reason these people are so terrible at weighing pros and cons, I don't get it. If it goes well you both have fun for an hour and cum, if it doesn't go well you end up moving out of your home, dividing belongings, and filing for divorce. Seems like a complete jag off would be fine with gambling it. Fine if you don't agree, but you can understand at the very least why most other dudes who would never do this, or risk it, think you're mentally unwell though right? I guess I am just missing that moth to flame gene that makes a disastrous fetish literally irresistible.