My hands moved to the steel of my zipper, finding home beneath its taut, cool texture. I unzipped it, and felt the pulse of life from below, vibrating to the heat of each selfie I pored through. My breathing quickened, each muscle tightening with anticipation as I felt the exquisite pressure in my loins intense, like a burning ember that begged to be stoked. I jerked, surrendering to the searing heat of each divine swell of flesh. All was a blur of beauty, as I moved in time to the beat of Selfie Heat.