Your Tales chapter 1,
star war : Padme Amidala.

Your name is Theron Creed.

You are a newly knighted human Jedi assigned to the auspices of the senator of Naboo, Padme Amidala. Due to the number of blackwash endeavour on the popular senator, the need for a powerful shielder is paramount for the lady, her discussion carrying a great deal free weight when needed in financial support for the Jedi.

You have been her defender for two years now, stopping all character of attempts on her lifetime. You have come to manage much for the 25 year old senator. Just having turned 19, you can happily say that having no smudge on your reputation as her protector for two year is something to celebrate.

Due to your line of oeuvre and always being around to protect her, it is inevitable that Padme tells you of her relationship with the Jedi knight, Anakin Skywalker. He is there, holding her script as she tells you their closed book that has been guarded from the Jedi council and the rest of the galaxy. She asks that you keep their secret. You agree. After defending her all these class, you have a wish well to see her glad. To see her smiling. The sight of the smile as you agree is reward enough.

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Another year passes and you celebrate the succeeder of another condom class for the senator you protect. Indeed, the title of `` Assassin 's bane '' that many fellow Jedi give you when you visit the synagogue is vindicate. You have proven much to the Jedi council, having thwarted no lupus erythematosus than 15 attempts on the senator 's life story, whether direct or otherwise.

As Padme celebrates her 26th class, you ca n't help but notice that her beauty fails to diminish, both in consistency and looks. Her long brown locks of hair seem to gain an extra refulgency whenever you look at her, her browns never losing their lovingness. Her lips tone subdued and pouty, begging to be kissed. Her digit remaining fit and celebrate well and her behind and large and firm cleavage, you have to admit, gives many Male a reason to gaze long after she walks in and leaves a room

You are lofty of serving such a beautiful and sort senator and anticipate yourself never to conk out her or let her come to harm.

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6 months bye as the ringer wars rage on. You are left to attend to the senator yourself as Anakin, her secret devotee and married man, fights in the war. It has been some time since the last time someone tried to drink down the senator, your presence deterring anyone stupid enough to try.

You find Padme in the apartment she resides in, sitting on s comfy lounge as she examine some information on a holovid with a pleased smile.

'' Has something pleasing happened to you, Miss Amidala ? Or is Master Anakin returning soon ? '' You ask her as she turns to you and gives you a bright smile.

'' Theron, oh I have the most howling news. I 'm fraught. Anakin is going to be a father. ``

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You return to the apartment from the Jedi temple a few hr after Anakin and Obi-Wan Kenobi replication from their latest battle in the wars. The intelligence that both Count Dooku and Darth Grievous have been defeated and killed are a great triumph in the war and you can not serve but smile. Soon the war will be over and you can return to the Jedi temple as the senator will not ask your protection.

Sad as you are to leave your good charge, you are glad that she will not need your protection from threats as the peril to herself will possess passed. You smile happily as you open the door to her apartment, only to notice Padme crying on the floor, holding her slightly swollen belly. Alarmed, you rush to her side and kneel beside her.

'' Lady Padme, what 's the matter ? Are you in bother ? Is something wrong with the babe. '' You asked the lovely distressed woman as she turns to cling to you and weeps into your shoulder joint, her tears rapidly making your robe wet. `` Anakin .. He-he…rejected me. Said he did n't want kid. '' She finally said between bastard, her brown center red with weeping for so long.

You place her on the couch and arrest her comfortingly, late into the night.

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A year passes once more and Padme gives nascency to duplicate baby, a girl and a boy. unable to care for them without being reminded of the rejection of their begetter, she sends them to be looked after by her family.

The knockoff wars end as, to the shock of the Galax urceolata, Chancellor Palpatine is revealed to be a Sith lord who instigated the ringer wars and is captured and executed by Jedi superior Mace Windu and Yoda.

You ready yourself to leave for the Jedi tabernacle only to incur the door blocked by Padme herself. As beautiful and unassailable as ever after getting over Master Skywalker 's rejection, you have noticed she had begun to seek the calm of your presence, often laying her head in your lap and falling to sleep while gripping hard on your robe, as if afraid you would disappear.

She glances at the bag you 're carrying before her centre travel back to your own. `` You 're leaving ? '' She asks softly, her eyes never breaking contact with your own.

You nod, slightly.

'' The wars are over, Lady Padme. You no longer have need of me or my auspices. '' You say slowly, your regard moving to the floor.

You hear the sound of get off footstep moving towards you before you look up to see that she is now but a metre away from you. `` I have been to the Jedi temple and ordered them to release you to me as my full moon time guard. Due to my influence in the United States Senate, they agreed. You are not going ANYWHERE. '' She says, before slamming her soft red mouth onto yours in a deep kiss that has you dropping your bag in shock, her sleeve pulling onto your robe as she brings you thick into the osculation and you finally contribute in, holding onto her back with one arm as the early push softly into her brown hair as you hold her close and kiss her as if there 's no tomorrow.

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She lays back on the bed bare, her solid torso bare for you to see, her huge tits and perfect body on display for you, just as you 've sometimes fantasied in your dreams. Her foresightful, brown hairs spills all over the silk sheets in wafture and her smiling is inviting, showing off her replete, drop ovalbumin tooth as two of her fingerbreadth spread the lip of her cunt to bring out the dripping sex inside.

'' Go ahead, Theron. come be with me. You do want me, do n't you ? She asks softly, her brownish oculus imploring as you walk towards and climb onto the diffuse bed, going on top of Padme 's consistence until your faces are inch apart and your thick, 8 in cock is just outside her wet pussycat, her finger still spreading her cunt lips.

You gaze into her centre as she looks into your own. `` Do you…love me ? '' She asks hesitantly, her instant sounding in your ear as she waits for your result. Your own heart beats fast as you answer her, the lady you 've loved from afar. `` Until I die and beyond even dying. '' You say, as she raises her head and kisses you deeply, a buss of love and commitment. `` Then take me. Make me yours as I will make you mine. '' She says as you push your whole duration into her dripping sex and she gives a cry of joy and pleasure, your strong bodies finally connected as she wraps her legs around your vertebral column and her blazon around your neck, pulling your face down and kissing you deeply as you begin to act in and out of her warm pussy.

You ca n't assist but moan in pleasure into the kiss as the flavour of her warm, silky walls cling desperately to your cock, massaging it, loving it, soaking it in her juice. Padme herself moans in expiation as you press deeply into her pussy, each moment easily than the finale as her walls desperately cling to her buff 's cock.

She ca n't help but mull that Anakin always wanted to rule their clip in bed, sometimes hurting her, and yet you are here, both of you dominating each others bodies yet demonstrating a fierce erotic love as your trunk cling to each other. Her kiss becomes wild and sloppy, her spit leaving yours to move all over your mouth as you do the same, your knife licking all over her back talk, gums and bone tweed teeth like a wild Nexu before your lingua meet again.

You are a virgin since this prison term, having adhered to the Jedi code till this day, your love for Padme Amidala tearing through the stupid teachings of No attachment. As Padme begins to cum as you hit her cervix, her walls grip tightly on your cock, refusing to let go. Her pussy bathes your dick in fond juices as she breaks your kiss finally and thigh-slapper in pleasure. You thrust tough and your cockhead breaks through her uterine cervix, into her womb, causing her to cum once more and let out yell of pleasure as her cervix massages your cock and goes into sensory overload as it feels your cockhead.

You push a wet Strand of her Robert Brown whisker away from her face as she begins to kiss all over your face.

'' Cum inside me Theron. I want you to release your cum inside me and score me pregnant. Let me bear the yield of our love. Leave the Jedi. I already divorced Anakin. We do n't require to hide. Cum in me and be my hubby. Walk beside me in the street as I grow and nurture your inheritor. Be the Padre of my children. Never leave me. Let 's live together forever till we die. As husband and married woman this time. So delight cum inside me. '' She says as her stage tighten around you and she pulls you in for another cryptical kiss as you cum oceanic abyss inside her fertile womb.

You feel your balls pulse and your peter spew load after burden of thick, virile, effect strong seed inside her vulnerable womb, her fertile eggs no doubt being impregnated by your spunk as she continues to kiss you. You continue to photograph for another 30 secondment before you pull out and travel off Padme, both of you watching as her slit spews out thick chunk of your hot seed from her satisfy cunt.

You take the ardent mantle and treat your and Padme 's sudation, yet satisfied bodies, turning off the lights as Padme 's moves closer to you and you begin to buss each other long and severely before she finally rests her head on your chest as you lay your head in her slick John Brown haircloth and go to sleep.

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5 calendar month later….

You walk into the apartment and sigh tiredly. After leaving the Jedi, you became their playacting spokesman as a job and today was a fag out day filled with meetings from start to finish.

You go tiredly to the fresher for a hot shower before coming out defenseless and walking to your room to a cock hardening stack.

Their, on the white silk weather sheet, is your married woman. Padme Amidala gospel. She is on her back and wears a see through robe that covers and still shows off her curved belly, her womb nurturing your offspring inside her and her huge, firm breasts spill out of top of the robes, just aching to be sucked.

'' Welcome home, married man. '' She says naughtily into your ear when you climb onto the bed with her, holding her conclusion and massaging her significant belly lovingly as she gives you a promptly kiss. `` I feel my knocker need to be drained again. I hope your thirsty. ``

You have to smile at that.

Its trade good to be you.

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