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I am so sorry that my second post is just pure horny thoughts
Anyway! Thinking about doing some thing mundane like food prep or working at a standing desk and my boyfriend comes into the room begging to suck my cock/strap, telling him to be patient and wait, him getting on his knees and begging anyways giving in and telling him he can warm me instead. Cue him blissed out trying not to choke or gag as I work, shifting forward to pick up a something I “absolutely” needed. And after I finished my work he’s just a floaty puddle on the floor
So I’ve realized something about Fiddleford’s memory gun.
It was never going to work the way he wanted it to, because all it does is erase the memory not the feeling