It's a lot like Tinder
So here he was, clicking on the keyboard, as if hoping that maybe it would give in to his insistent clicking and start working again. or maybe it would simply hold out long enough for him to get tired of clicking the darn keyboard.
Smoke and Ashes
The first step was buying a keyboard, learning to get along with it and composing, the second was starting a band.
Commissioned Work: The Neighbor's Kid is (has) a Huge Dick
With the keyboard still unopened in its packaging, arnett doubted that any real damage had befallen it. he turned to the fox woman, "it's fine... i can get it."
The Best Birthday ;)
Damien's fingers hovered over the keyboard, still stunned that this was real. he wasn't dreaming. "what should... what should i play?" "dealer's choice." damien bit his lip and thought for a moment.
Ratchet and Clank: Scoring Big Time!
He cast his gaze around the area of the monitor a remote and keyboard he went to it and grabbed the keyboard; completely wireless. he looked at the kitchen opening and saw angela was still busy.
A Change of Plans
The human started tapping keys on his keyboard, focused on his computer screen. "me? uh...well, i haven't figured anything out yet." "'yet?'" ian lifted his head up at joseph and looked at him quizzically.
[g472y] A Change in Parameters
Ara was already at the computer console, humming a gentle tune as the dragon's nimble fingers tapped upon the keyboard.
The Private Show
"if you can take that baby, i might just blow my load across this keyboard."
Thursday Prompt: Oily
V=rhcuok3tmm8 honestly i couldn't think up a cat breed on the fly for the keyboarder for this story. sorry.
ScreenPets XXX
His hips, before just thrusting to get his cocks some attention, were now thrusting rhythmically into the strokes, getting pre on his computer monitor and keyboard.
The Am-Drag Stream 5: Rivals Rally
He could barely breathe at first, his fingers sliding away from the mouse and keyboard as his cock jumped in his suit. _fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, always fuck, always fuck!
His First Chapter
His fingers were resting on the keyboard, his mind set on getting work done. but nothing came to him. he sat there for ten minutes - nothing. those ten minutes stretched into half an hour and then a full hour. he couldn't think of anything.