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Chapter 7 by Torg Torg

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Cum violently onto your speeder's windshield

Undeterred from the near-collisions you continue to rub your dick. You’re imagining yourself being worked over by a particularly skilled Kaminoan. Thin translucent fingers press tight against the base of your shaft, while their head dips on and off of your cock tip with a satisfying pop.

Finding the path ahead pretty clear, you let go of the repulser control and use the flat of your right hand to work the bulb of your cock. You imagine the Kaminoan’s unbroken gaze as they slide on and off of you. It pushes you straight over the edge. As you release your grip, a rope of chalky fluid cakes the speeder's viewport. Your vision blurs slightly as you metabolize the pulsing aftershocks of your orgasm but before you get a chance to recover fully, you’re shocked back awake by the unmistakable flash of green laser fire sizzling several feet above your head. You reach for the controls with sticky hands and turn your head in the direction of the shooter.

A swoop-mounted scout trooper fires another warning shot with his sidearm. It’s wide, but the crackle of laser fire is alarming all the same.

"Pull over, womp rat!” you hear him yell through the amplified helmet, “or I’ll make this next shot count!”.! He’s already matched speed with your craft and is closing in fast.

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