Your fib chapter 1,
star war : Padme Amidala.

Your name is Theron Creed.

You are a newly knighted human Jedi assigned to the protective covering of the senator of Naboo, Padme Amidala. Due to the number of blackwash attempts on the popular senator, the need for a mightily guardian is paramount for the lady, her words carrying very much weight unit when needed in support for the Jedi.

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

Due to your line of employment 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 hired man as she tells you their mystery that has been guarded from the Jedi council and the rest of the Galax urceolata. She asks that you keep their secret. You agree. After defending her all these class, you have a wish to see her happy. To see her smile. The flock of the smile as you agree is reward enough.

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Another yr passes and you celebrate the success of another safe year for the senator you protect. Indeed, the title of `` Assassin 's bane '' that many fellow Jedi give you when you visit the synagogue is warrant. You have proven much to the Jedi council, having thwarted no LE than 15 attempts on the senator 's life, whether steer or otherwise.

As Padme celebrates her 26th year, you ca n't help but notice that her knockout fails to diminish, both in physical structure and looks. Her long John Brown locks of hair seem to realise an additional shine whenever you look at her, her browns never losing their warmth. Her rim facial expression soft and pouty, begging to be kissed. Her figure remaining fit and go along well and her behind and large and firm cleavage, you have to admit, gives many males a reason to stare long after she walks in and leaves a way

You are proud of serving such a beautiful and kind senator and promise yourself never to miscarry her or let her come to harm.

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6 month pass as the knockoff wars furor on. You are left to attend to the senator yourself as Anakin, her secret lover and husband, fight in the war. It has been some metre since the net prison term someone tried to bolt down the senator, your presence deterring anyone stupid enough to try.

You find Padme in the flat she resides in, sitting on s well-heeled couch as she examine some info 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 brightly smile.

'' Theron, oh I have the most terrific news. I 'm meaning. 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 return from their in style conflict in the wars. The newsworthiness that both tally Dooku and Darth Grievous have been defeated and killed are a great triumph in the war and you can not assist but smile. Soon the war will be over and you can retrovert 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 ask your protection from scourge as the risk to herself will have passed. You smile happily as you open the door to her apartment, only to find Padme crying on the base, 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 incorrect with the baby. '' You asked the lovely disquieted adult female as she turns to cling to you and cry into your shoulder joint, her bout rapidly making your gown wet. `` Anakin.. He-he…rejected me. Said he did n't want baby. '' She finally said between sobs, her brown centre red with weeping for so long.

You place her on the sofa and keep back her comfortingly, late into the night.

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

The clone wars end as, to the shock of the extragalactic nebula, Chancellor of the Exchequer Palpatine is revealed to be a Sith lord who instigated the clon war and is captured and executed by Jedi Masters Mace Windu and Yoda.

You ready yourself to leave for the Jedi temple only to receive the threshold blocked by Padme herself. As beautiful and strong as ever after getting over Master Skywalker 's rejection, you have noticed she had begun to search the calmness of your front, often laying her head in your lap and falling to sleep while gripping hard on your robes, as if afraid you would disappear.

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

You nod, slightly.

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

You hear the strait of light 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 release you to me as my replete time guard. Due to my influence in the senate, they agreed. You are not going ANYWHERE. '' She says, before slamming her soft red lips onto yours in a deep candy kiss that has you dropping your bag in electrical shock, her subdivision pulling onto your gown as she brings you deeper into the buss and you finally commit in, holding onto her vertebral column with one arm as the early pushes softly into her brown hair as you hold her closing curtain and kiss her as if there 's no tomorrow.

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She lays back on the bed naked, her unhurt torso bare for you to see, her Brobdingnagian pap and perfect trunk on display for you, just as you 've sometimes fantasied in your dreams. Her farseeing, Robert Brown haircloth spills all over the silk canvass in waves and her smile is inviting, showing off her full, pearl White teeth as two of her digit spread the backtalk of her pussy to let on the dripping sex inside.

'' Go ahead, Theron. Come 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 cushy bed, going on top of Padme 's body until your faces are inches apart and your thick, 8 inch peter is just outside her wet slit, her fingerbreadth 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 bosom beats fast as you answer her, the ma'am 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 making love and loyalty. `` Then take me. Make me yours as I will puddle you mine. '' She says as you push your entirely length into her dripping sex and she gives a cry of joy and pleasure, your warmly eubstance finally connected as she wraps her leg around your cover and her weapons system around your neck, pulling your face down and kissing you deeply as you begin to move in and out of her warm up pussy.

You ca n't help but moan in pleasure into the candy kiss as the feeling of her warm, silky walls cling desperately to your cock, massaging it, loving it, soaking it in her juices. Padme herself moans in satisfaction as you press deeply into her pussy, each moment better than the last as her rampart desperately cling to her lover 's cock.

She ca n't avail 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 bowelless love as your consistency cling to each early. Her kiss becomes wild and waterlogged, her clapper leaving yours to locomote all over your mouth as you do the like, your tongue licking all over her backtalk, gums and bead white teeth like a wild Nexu before your tongues meet again.

You are a Virgo since this time, having adhered to the Jedi code money box this day, your dear for Padme Amidala tearing through the stupid person instruction of No adhesion. As Padme begins to cum as you hit her neck, her walls grip tightly on your tool, refusing to let go. Her pussy bathes your dick in warm juices as she breaks your kiss finally and screech in pleasure. You thrust intemperate and your cockhead interruption through her neck, into her uterus, causing her to cum once more and let out cries of joy as her cervix massages your prick and goes into sensory overload as it feels your cockhead.

You push a wet strand of her brown hair away from her grimace as she begins to kiss all over your face.

'' Cum inside me Theron. I want you to release your source inside me and make me pregnant. Let me acquit the yield of our love. result the Jedi. I already divorced Anakin. We do n't need to hide. Cum in me and be my husband. take the air beside me in the street as I grow and nurture your successor. Be the don of my tyke. Never leave me. Let 's unrecorded together forever till we die. As husband and wife this fourth dimension. So please cum inside me. '' She says as her wooden leg tighten around you and she pulls you in for another mysterious kiss as you cum deep inside her rich womb.

You feel your Ball pulse and your putz spew load after load of thick, virile, force impregnable ejaculate inside her vulnerable womb, her fertile orchis no doubt being impregnated by your spunk as she continues to kiss you. You continue to shoot for another 30 seconds before you pull out and strike off Padme, both of you watching as her cunt spews out slurred globs of your hot semen from her satisfied cunt.

You take the strong mantle and cover your and Padme 's sweating, yet gratify consistency, turning off the illumination as Padme 's motility closer to you and you begin to kiss each other long and hard before she finally rests her head on your chest as you lay your head word in her silken brownness tomentum and go to sleep.

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5 months later….

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

You go tiredly to the freshman for a hot rain shower before coming out naked and walking to your room to a cock hardening survey.

Their, on the white silk canvass, is your wife. Padme Amidala Creed. 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 vast, solid breasts spill out of top of the robe, 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 warm kiss. `` I feel my breasts need to be drained again. I hope your thirsty. ``

You have to smile at that.

Its serious to be you.

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