#nafw

The encounter with the Dweller would have ended differently if Starscream had been by his own 🐙

Good morning, this you look a Babyboy

“What’s wrong sweetheart? You begged for more; this is what you wanted, right? Then why don’t you shut up like a good little slut and take what I give you.”

It was over my shirt. I then took steth and the strap off, took off my shirt, and strapped the steth back onto my bare chest. My heart was so much louder, my excitement palpable.

I started thinking about all the people would be listening to my heart if I uploaded the recording - people I would otherwise never have crossed paths with in my life. They may not know my favourite song, or what I’ve had to fight for, but they know something far more intimate than that: the sound of my heart as desire surges through me.

I could feel my heart kicking against my chest. My tdick was swelling, and I slid my hand under the waistband of my briefs to start working it.

The beating became an amplified pumping. Blood rushed to my tdick, as I stroked along its rigidity.

With my free hand, I slipped my finger under the strap and adjusted it, exposing my right nipple for play. My heart was already thrashing about in my chest, and I questioned whether it could speed up even more. Every time I touched my nipple I felt a shockwave of pleasure that accompanied and intensified the galloping in my chest.

My heart was reaching its limit. I couldn’t possibly speed it up any more. My tdick felt very hot on my fingers and I could feel that I was going to come. The beats that ensued were sharp and forceful, like a dagger. I was twitching with pleasure, breathless, feeling like time itself had stopped in a moment of bliss.

As it passes, my heart tries to return to baseline, but it was beating so fast that this would take a little while. I take deep breaths to assist in the recovery.

this is the 2nd time i had this request in mind ithink