Connor got his jizz all over my new carpet. So I made this v..

Connor got his jizz all over my new carpet. So I made this video in his honor. I warn you. It's 8 minutes long of me rubbing a dick off. It's just how long it took for his balls to empty. Anyway, I made this video because I was thinking about Connor. He came over last night after he saw Scott leave. He asked me if I would give him a handjob. He does that now and then. He seems to have a thing for handy's. I don't mind. I like to give hand jobs. Blow jobs are still my go-to preference, but Connor is fixated on me jerking him off. He stares intently at what my hands are doing to his cock. He likes me to pull down on the base of his cock, so the head has complete contact with my other hand. I like how he takes deep breaths and tenses up when I change something up. Then he settles back into what I'm doing. I also like looking at him thinking his 18 yr old girlfriend can't compete with me. That's why he keeps coming over more frequently lately. This is why I like giving blowjobs and handjobs. When I'm holding a cock, and I can feel its spongy outer layer covering a stiff shaft, thinking about sticking it inside of myself, I get to run these things through my mind. The best part is even though I want it inside of me, I know it isn't going to happen. That drives me on even harder. I know I will get off after he leaves, and in a big way. So when Connor asks to get a handjob from me, it makes me happy. Last night he only lasted about 3 or 4 minutes, though. Usually, I get to pleasure myself by pleasuring his dick for 15 or 20 minutes. With his dick in my hands, I asked him if his girlfriend did this for him. He said no. So I started doing the two-fister twister and said, "what about this? Does she do this?" Then I stuck my tongue in his cum hole while I barely edged the head of his dick with my hand, and without warning, he popped off. It was a ton. Rope after rope. I tried to catch it in my mouth and got about half of it, but then I swallowed wrong and coughed it right back up my nose. So the remaining jizz hit the new carpet I just got at Lowes. I should have thought about where I was rubbing his cock. But, you get all sexed up in the head, and you make tactical errors. So now I have to clean my carpet. I have a carpet machine, but I just hate doing it. Anyway, that was my Friday night. How was yours? I'm going Christmas shopping in a fucked up outfit that ought to get me some attention. I'm fucked in the head like that. I like people looking at me. Especially husbands...when they are with their wives. Yes, like I said earlier...I am aware I could use some counseling sessions. It lights the fire in the crotch, so I roll with it. It's not that I want to take them from their wives. I just want to sample them and send them back. Husbands should cum with a receipt for returns. Here's an oxymoron... I have reached a point with this Tik Tok stuff that I now feel it is an addictive mess designed to mold people into tard knockers. But I still like to watch the girls dance. But even that's fading pretty quickly. I am like that close to deleting Tik Tok. The brainless dribbling lip-syncing that is somehow and inexplicably equated with talent has officially nauseated me. Then the dancing. Sure, some of the girls are sexy as fuck, but doing the same exact dance as 130 million other people all doing the same dance to the exact same music...they have a word for people like that, and it's drones. Mindless drones. What goes through whatever little minds they have left? "Oh, oh, oh, look at that dance...everyone is doing it...I have to do it!" I see something someone did, and I think it's cool I think to myself, "Dammit, that's badass. Why didn't I think of it!" And then I leave it alone. It's not mine. I can think for myself. I'll find something. Just give me some time. The day you catch me lip-syncing some moronic audio clip that they think is clever, well, that day won't happen. I'll think of my own shit, and instead of lip-syncing, I'll actually say it. What really creeps me out about Tik Tok? Everyone is trying to be catchy and different by copying everyone else on Tik Tok trying to be catchy and different. It's like watching an Orson Wells Sci-Fi play out in real-time. But I give Tik Tok credit...they figured out how to get hot girls to dance in Bikinis for free. I'd have dumped it a long time ago if it wasn't for them. I don't know how much longer I can hold on, though. I feel like Tik Tok for me is reaching its expiration date. Like Facebook did. I got rid of that a while ago, and I don't even think about much less miss it.