If his last orgasm felt like high-fiving God, this one felt like, well, fucking him. Blowjob sex “Ohhh my God…” he moaned. What, are you stood on a green screen or something?”
“Dylan, I can assure you that I am no joke. And he was right. A few seconds later, and the usual Windows menu came up, asking if he wanted to run something called mpcinstaller.exe, or if he wanted to just open the contents of the disk. Would you like me to?”
“Uh, sure.” Dylan wasn’t entirely sure what she meant, but his questions were soon answered when the screen turned into crystal clear footage of his father sat at work, typing away on his computer. Pleasure which only got better when he had yet another orgasm. “I also have the ability to go live to the person, letting you see exactly what they’re doing.
