I love and hate looking at porn on X/Twitter in the morning...

I love and hate looking at porn on X/Twitter in the morning. I lose an hour between scrolling and fingering myself. Just like I did in this video. It starts out as scrolling. Then I find a picture I like and end up fingering myself. Sometimes I cum. Sometimes I just frustrate myself to the point I'm going to hump the first dude I see. I thought I would share that. I share way too much.

Walked into a damn spider's web this morning. It's funny. I destroyed the spider's home, ruined its version of a grocery store, and still...I feel like the victim here, probably because I'm constantly pulling at that invisible web that may or may not be on me.

Man. Like 3 people asked me if I fuck older men. Of course I do. I like older men. They have gotten used to life's disappointments, which means they are now more than ready for me. When I say older, I'm talking like 60 and above. Anything not 60 or above I don't consider to be in those golden years. What is the oldest guy ever to slip a cock inside me? I'd say 78. Was he good? It was okay. It wasn't his age that made him so so. It was his general attitude, and I vividly recall all he wanted to do was pump my guts and empty a load in me. No foreplay, just pump and run. Unless I'm using you for spank bank material for a rub-out session later on...I came to play. As in, let's get some rocking orgasms going on. That didn't happen. So I never saw him again. He was loaded like super loaded. He thought his cash would make me wet between the legs. It didn't, so that didn't work out well at all for him. If I spread my legs...you better be doing your best to turn me into a cum machine.

Married men constantly ask me if I can keep it a secret. I've said it before. I'll repeat it. I can, without question, keep a secret. It's all the people I tell those secrets who can't keep their mouths shut. I'm not pointing fingers. I'm just saying.