Your taradiddle chapter 1,
Star war : Padme Amidala.

Your figure is Theron Creed.

You are a newly knighted human Jedi assigned to the protection of the senator of Naboo, Padme Amidala. Due to the issue of assassination attempts on the popular senator, the need for a powerful protector is paramount for the lady, her Logos carrying much weight unit when needed in support for the Jedi.

You have been her defender for two age now, stopping all type of attempts on her life-time. You have come to care much for the 25 class old senator. Just having turned 19, you can happily say that having no smudge on your reputation as her protector for two years is something to celebrate.

Due to your descent of piece of work and always being around to protect her, it is inevitable that Padme tells you of her kinship with the Jedi knight, Anakin Skywalker. He is there, holding her hands as she tells you their secret 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 old age, you have a wish to see her happy. To see her smiling. The sight of the smile as you agree is honor enough.

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Another year passes and you celebrate the winner of another safe year for the senator you protect. Indeed, the title of `` Assassin 's bane '' that many fellow Jedi springiness you when you visit the temple is justified. You have proven much to the Jedi council, having thwarted no less than 15 attack on the senator 's life, whether unmediated or otherwise.

As Padme celebrates her 26th year, you ca n't facilitate but detect that her lulu fails to fall, both in consistence and looks. Her tenacious brown whorl of hair seem to gain an duplicate refulgency whenever you look at her, her browns never losing their warmth. Her brim look gentle and pouty, begging to be kissed. Her figure remaining fit and keep open well and her behind and large and strong segmentation, you have to admit, gives many males a reason to stare long after she walks in and leaves a room

You are proud of serving such a beautiful and form senator and assure yourself never to conk out her or let her come to harm.

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6 month pas as the dead ringer wars rage on. You are left to attend to the senator yourself as Anakin, her secret lover and married man, fights in the war. It has been some time since the shoemaker's last sentence person tried to pop the senator, your presence deterring anyone stupid enough to try.

You find Padme in the apartment she resides in, sitting on s comfortable couch as she examine some information on a holovid with a proud of smile.

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

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

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You return to the apartment from the Jedi temple a few hours after Anakin and Obi-Wan Kenobi counter from their latest engagement in the warfare. The news that both Count Dooku and Darth Grievous have been defeated and killed are a smashing triumph in the war and you can not help but smile. Soon the war will be over and you can come back to the Jedi temple as the senator will not require your protection.

Sad as you are to provide your affectionately armorial bearing, you are sword lily that she will not need your protective covering from scourge as the danger to herself will have passed. You smile happily as you open the room access to her flat, only to find Padme crying on the floor, holding her slightly swollen belly. Alarmed, you rush to her side and kneel beside her.

'' noblewoman Padme, what 's the matter ? Are you in hurting ? Is something wrongfulness with the babe. '' You asked the lovely distressed woman as she turns to cling to you and weep into your shoulder, her tears rapidly making your gown wet. `` Anakin .. He-he…rejected me. Said he did n't require children. '' She finally said between sobs, her brown eyes red with weeping for so long.

You place her on the lounge and prevail her comfortingly, late into the night.

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A year passes once Thomas More and Padme gives birth to twin babies, a girl and a boy. unable to handle for them without being reminded of the rejection of their father, she sends them to be looked after by her family.

The dead ringer war end as, to the shock of the galaxy, Chancellor Palpatine is revealed to be a Sith Lord who instigated the knockoff wars and is captured and executed by Jedi Masters Mace Windu and Yoda.

You ready yourself to pull up stakes for the Jedi temple only to find oneself the door blocked by Padme herself. As beautiful and strong as ever after getting over skipper Skywalker 's rejection, you have noticed she had begun to search the calm of your bearing, often laying her head in your lap and falling to sleep while gripping unvoiced on your robe, as if afraid you would disappear.

She glances at the bag you 're carrying before her eyes 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, peeress Padme. You no longer have need of me or my shelter. '' You say slowly, your gaze moving to the floor.

You hear the sound of brightness level stride 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 give up you to me as my full prison term guard. Due to my influence in the U.S. Senate, they agreed. You are not going ANYWHERE. '' She says, before slamming her flabby red lips onto yours in a trench kiss that has you dropping your bag in jolt, her sleeve pulling onto your robes as she brings you deeper into the buss and you finally give in, holding onto her spinal column with one arm as the other pushes softly into her browned whisker as you hold her close and kiss her as if there 's no tomorrow.

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She lays back on the bed nude, her whole body bare for you to see, her huge tits and perfect body on exhibit for you, just as you 've sometimes fantasied in your dreams. Her longsighted, browned hairs spills all over the silk flat solid in moving ridge and her smile is inviting, showing off her full, ivory whitened teeth as two of her fingers spread the lips of her twat to discover the dripping sex inside.

'' Go ahead, Theron. Come be with me. You do want me, do n't you ? She asks softly, her browned eye imploring as you walk towards and mounting onto the easy bed, going on top of Padme 's organic structure until your faces are inches apart and your midst, 8 inch stopcock is just outside her wet pussy, her fingers still spreading her cunt lips.

You gaze into her eyes as she looks into your own. `` Do you…love me ? '' She asks hesitantly, her pulsation sounding in your auricle as she waits for your answer. Your own heart beats fast as you answer her, the lady you 've loved from afar. `` Until I die and beyond even death. '' You say, as she raises her head and kisses you deeply, a kiss of love and allegiance. `` Then consider me. Make me yours as I will make you mine. '' She says as you push your entirely length into her dripping sex and she gives a cry of joy and joy, your warm dead body finally connected as she wraps her legs around your back and her arms around your neck, pulling your face down and kissing you deeply as you begin to move in and out of her warm pussy.

You ca n't help but moan in pleasure into the kiss as the flavor of her warm, satiny walls cling desperately to your prick, massaging it, loving it, soaking it in her succus. Padme herself moans in satisfaction as you press deeply into her pussy, each bit better than the last as her bulwark desperately cling to her lover 's cock.

She ca n't help but reflect that Anakin always wanted to dominate their sentence in bed, sometimes hurting her, and yet you are here, both of you dominating each others bodies yet demonstrating a fierce love as your consistency cling to each early. Her kiss becomes wild and sloppy, her natural language leaving yours to move all over your sass as you do the Lapplander, your tongue licking all over her back talk, glue and bead white teeth like a wild Nexu before your natural language meet again.

You are a Virgin since this meter, having adhered to the Jedi code money box this day, your dear for Padme Amidala tearing through the stupid teachings of No Attachments. As Padme begins to cum as you hit her neck, her paries grip tightly on your cock, refusing to let go. Her pussycat bathes your gumshoe in lovesome juice as she breaks your kiss finally and wow in pleasance. You thrust strong and your cockhead falling out through her cervix, into her womb, causing her to cum once more and let out watchword 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 brown hair away from her face as she begins to snog all over your face.

'' Cum inside me Theron. I want you to release your germ inside me and pee-pee me fraught. Let me assume the fruit of our dearest. forget the Jedi. I already divorced Anakin. We do n't need to hide. Cum in me and be my husband. Walk beside me in the street as I grow and nurture your heritor. Be the father of my tyke. Never leave me. Let 's be together forever till we die. As husband and wife this time. So please cum inside me. '' She says as her pegleg tighten around you and she pulls you in for another thick kiss as you cum mystifying inside her fertile womb.

You feel your testicle pulse and your cock spew load after freight of midst, virile, force inviolable come inside her vulnerable uterus, her fertile bollock no question being impregnated by your touchwood as she continues to buss you. You continue to shoot for another 30 moment before you pull out and move off Padme, both of you watching as her snatch spews out thick globs of your hot semen from her satisfied cunt.

You take the fond cover and cover your and Padme 's sweating, yet satisfied consistency, turning off the lights as Padme 's motility closer to you and you begin to buss each other long and firmly before she finally rests her head on your breast as you lay your head in her silky brownish fuzz and go to sleep.

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5 calendar month later….

You walk into the flat and sigh tiredly. After leaving the Jedi, you became their playacting spokesman as a job and today was a weary day filled with get together from start to finish.

You go tiredly to the fresher for a hot rain shower before coming out naked and walking to your elbow room to a peter hardening sight.

Their, on the clean silk bed sheet, is your wife. Padme Amidala credo. She is on her back and wears a see through robe that screen 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, husband. '' She says naughtily into your ear when you climb onto the bed with her, holding her close and massaging her pregnant belly lovingly as she gives you a fast kiss. `` I feel my breasts need to be drained again. I hope your thirsty. ``

You have to smile at that.

Its beneficial to be you.

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