2108 : a confluence of troubles to be upset about until we come :

My dick was harder than a handstand this morning and I woke up but kept my eyes closed and beat it so furiously that my hand cramped and I could not come so I opened my eyes and went to my desk and played porn and still could not come because I could not lean back because I have a cheap desk chair and the tiny plastic backrest broke the last time I masturbated and it is hard masturbating while maintaining good posture and I closed my eyes to the porn and thought about you and peeked at the porn and closed my eyes and peeked and so on and got frustrated and put a jpeg of you next to the mpeg of dirty stuff and still could not come so I moved to the the comfy chaise and put down a blanket so all the spit I slide under the rim that drips down my shaft and balls does not get on my new upholstery and I leaned back and slicked it again and again and beat hard for a long long time and right when I came I closed my eyes and imagined you on your knees, eyes shut, mouth open for me and it dripped from your face and eyes and tongue and chin and you moaned when I moaned and I was covered with sticky streaks of love story.