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This morning I felt like a software update: stability improvements, minor bug fixes... still full of vulnerabilities.
I didn’t mention that one of them was a vibrating plug. And that I logged into work with it inside me. And that I lasted... 12 minutes before I started touching myself.
I left messages open while I moaned into my hand, bent over my own keyboard.
I needed to feel something. To be breached. And I couldn’t wait any longer.
I came twice before lunch. And then again after the help desk call...