Your fib chapter 1,
asterisk war : Padme Amidala.

Your name is Theron Creed.

You are a newly knighted human Jedi assigned to the security of the senator of Naboo, Padme Amidala. Due to the identification number of character assassination attempt on the pop senator, the need for a powerful protector is paramount for the lady, her run-in carrying much exercising weight when needed in funding for the Jedi.

You have been her defender for two geezerhood now, stopping all eccentric of endeavour on her life. You have come to wish much for the 25 yr old senator. Just having turned 19, you can happily say that having no smudge on your repute as her protector for two old age is something to celebrate.

Due to your furrow of oeuvre and always being around to protect her, it is inevitable that Padme tells you of her relationship with the Jedi horse, 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 age, you have a wish to see her happy. To see her smile. The sight of the smiling as you agree is reinforce enough.

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Another class passes and you celebrate the winner of another safe year for the senator you protect. Indeed, the form of address of `` bravo 's bane '' that many associate Jedi give you when you visit the temple is free. You have proven much to the Jedi council, having thwarted no less than 15 try on the senator 's liveliness, whether organize or otherwise.

As Padme celebrates her 26th yr, you ca n't help but notice that her lulu fails to diminish, both in body and looks. Her long brown lock chamber of hair seem to gain an extra effulgence whenever you look at her, her browns never losing their warmth. Her lip aspect soft and pouty, begging to be kissed. Her anatomy remaining fit and kept well and her behind and large and firm cleavage, you have to admit, gives many males a reason to gaze long after she walks in and leaves a room

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

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

You find Padme in the apartment she resides in, sitting on s well-heeled couch as she examine some selective information on a holovid with a pleased smile.

'' Has something pleasing happened to you, young woman 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 wonderful word. I 'm significant. Anakin is going to be a father. ``

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You return to the apartment from the Jedi temple a few time of day after Anakin and Obi-Wan Kenobi return from their tardy battle in the war. The news that both Count Dooku and Darth Grievous have been defeated and killed are a not bad victory in the war and you can not help but smile. Soon the war will be over and you can return to the Jedi temple as the senator will not require your protection.

Sad as you are to leave your dear charge, you are glad that she will not need your protective cover from threats as the danger to herself will have passed. You smile happily as you open the door to her flat, only to rule Padme crying on the floor, holding her slightly swollen belly. Alarmed, you rush to her face and kneel beside her.

'' Lady Padme, what 's the matter ? Are you in pain ? Is something wrong with the baby. '' You asked the lovely upset woman as she turns to cling to you and weeps into your berm, her tears rapidly making your robes wet. `` Anakin .. He-he…rejected me. Said he did n't want baby. '' She finally said between dickhead, her John Brown eyes red with weeping for so long.

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

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

The clone war end as, to the shock of the galax, prime minister Palpatine is revealed to be a Sith nobleman who instigated the clone wars and is captured and executed by Jedi Masters Mace Windu and Yoda.

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

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

You nod, slightly.

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

You hear the sound of illumine step 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 unloose you to me as my full time precaution. Due to my influence in the United States Senate, they agreed. You are not going ANYWHERE. '' She says, before slamming her piano red lips onto yours in a deep kiss that has you dropping your bag in impact, her arms pulling onto your robes as she brings you deeper into the candy kiss and you finally have in, holding onto her cover with one arm as the other pushes softly into her John Brown hair as you hold her confining and kiss her as if there 's no tomorrow.

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She lays back on the bed defenseless, her unit body bare for you to see, her Brobdingnagian bosom and staring body on display for you, just as you 've sometimes fantasied in your dream. Her long, Robert Brown fuzz spills all over the silk sheets in moving ridge and her smile is inviting, showing off her full, pearl white teeth as two of her finger's breadth spread the lips of her pussy to reveal the dripping sex inside.

'' Go ahead, Theron. semen be with me. You do want me, do n't you ? She asks softly, her brown eyes imploring as you walk towards and climb onto the soft bed, going on top of Padme 's consistence until your faces are inches apart and your thick, 8 column inch cock 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 heartbeat sounding in your ears as she waits for your resolution. Your own heart and soul beats fast as you answer her, the lady you 've loved from afar. `` Until I die and beyond even demise. '' You say, as she raises her straits and kisses you deeply, a kiss of honey and commitment. `` Then learn me. Make me yours as I will make you mine. '' She says as you push your altogether distance into her dripping sex and she gives a cry of joy and pleasure, your warm torso finally connected as she wraps her legs around your vertebral column and her arms around your cervix, 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 groan in pleasure into the kiss as the smell of her warm, silken paries cling desperately to your cock, massaging it, loving it, soaking it in her juice. Padme herself moans in atonement as you press deeply into her pussy, each bit respectable than the survive as her wall desperately cling to her fan 's cock.

She ca n't aid but mull that Anakin always wanted to dominate their time in bed, sometimes hurting her, and yet you are here, both of you dominating each others bodies yet demonstrating a violent beloved as your dead body cling to each other. Her snog becomes wild and sloppy, her tongue leaving yours to travel all over your mouth as you do the same, your tongue licking all over her backtalk, chewing gum and ivory flannel teeth like a baseless Nexu before your tongues meet again.

You are a virgin since this time, having adhered to the Jedi code till this day, your love for Padme Amidala tearing through the stupid teaching of No affixation. As Padme begins to cum as you hit her cervix uteri, her wall grip tightly on your stopcock, refusing to let go. Her kitty bathes your prick in quick succus as she breaks your kiss finally and sidesplitter in pleasure. You thrust strong and your cockhead rupture through her cervix, into her womb, causing her to cum once more and let out battle cry of pleasure as her cervix massages your cock and goes into centripetal overload as it feels your cockhead.

You push a wet strand of her brown hairsbreadth away from her face as she begins to osculate all over your face.

'' Cum inside me Theron. I want you to give up your seeded player inside me and make me pregnant. Let me bear the fruit of our love. Leave the Jedi. I already divorced Anakin. We do n't require to conceal. Cum in me and be my husband. Walk beside me in the street as I grow and nurture your heir. Be the father of my fry. Never leave me. Let 's live on together forever till we die. As married man and wife this sentence. So please cum inside me. '' She says as her ramification tighten around you and she pulls you in for another deep kiss as you cum deep inside her rich womb.

You feel your Lucille Ball pulse and your cock spew load after load of thick, virile, force-out unattackable seed inside her vulnerable womb, her fertile eggs no doubt being impregnated by your punk as she continues to buss you. You continue to shoot for another 30 irregular before you pull out and move off Padme, both of you watching as her cunt spews out thick-skulled globs of your hot cum from her satisfied cunt.

You take the lovesome blankets and incubate your and Padme 's hidrosis, yet satisfied bodies, turning off the lights as Padme 's moves closer to you and you begin to kiss each former long and hard before she finally rests her pass on your chest as you lay your drumhead in her silky brown hair and go to sleep.

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5 month later….

You walk into the apartment and suspiration tiredly. After leaving the Jedi, you became their acting spokesman as a job and today was a weary day filled with confluence from outset to finish.

You go tiredly to the freshman for a hot exhibitioner before coming out naked and walking to your room to a stopcock hardening sight.

Their, on the clean silk sheets, is your married woman. Padme Amidala church doctrine. 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, house breasts spill out of top of the robes, just aching to be sucked.

'' Welcome nursing home, married man. '' 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 prompt kiss. `` I feel my breasts need to be drained again. I hope your thirsty. ``

You have to smile at that.

Its good to be you.

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