(Source: daddysempire, via perkybear)

… what’s been building since I got to work last night.

I just don’t want to waste it. Don’t want it to end quickly. Want it to happen to something worthwhile.

If you feel like submitting something, your secret is safe with me.

… did nothing to stave off the feelings I was already having.

I could feel my brain begin to tingle as the blood flow was redirected. The countdown ticked off, second by second, anticipating the passage of time until I could get home to see the final product. The prize of the photo series. An unwrapped present.

There truly is something to be said for an unanimated strip tease being beamed off of cellphone towers and satellites one frame at time. 

Models I can masturbate to on their webcams.