as bottom growth begins to come in a little more it's got me thinking.
how nice would it be to drag my tdick across the edges of my monitor, tangle my fingers in the wires of my laptop, and grind against the hardware? it's fresh and raw and utterly new.
that's something we have in common, i guess.
i'm teaching the computer how to watch as i get myself off, and it's teaching me how to move. maybe it'll even pull up something nasty and hypnotic to watch while i do it, or maybe it'll just tease me with the webcam light. it's always watching, even when the light isn't on.
filthy little thing.













