I go right back at it, eating you with ferver, wanting your juice in my mouth. “I am the Leading Officer at this base and the second in command to Darth Malak, who serves the Emperor of the Imperial Command.”
“Are…are you a Jedi.” You ask. Sex A few minutes later, he comes out with a sheet of paper and a metal pendant with my Crest on it. He took it and scaned it to his computer, then put it in a cabinet labeled : Commander Feanaur under the sub-lable of: Servents
“Why is there a whole droor of servent forms, Commander?” You ask me as we enter the door to my home, wondering why there are so many. How did you get here? I do as you wish. As I push in one last tyme, I grab onto your shoulders and burst my cum into your pussy, pushing it inside of you. “So, now that you are here what do you wish to do? Feel free to do as you wish. “I am Commander Feanaur Dur Ithil-Hir of the Sith fleet stationed on Hoth.” I answer. I lay you down on my bed, putting the blankets over you. I get up and kiss you on your lips letting you taste the juice that you have created.
