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The Twi'lek's hands moved down to Leia's pubis, Leia's thighs opened, revealing her innermost being for the ****'s exploration. Each caress was an invasion of her intimacy, but under the influence of the collar, Leia could only submit. The Twi'lek, with infinite gentleness, slid her fingers with a precision that made Leia shiver in spite of herself.

The milk she had drunk gave her a strange sensation, mixing gentleness and submission, while the ****'s hands explored every corner of her body.

Leia forgot the harem, Jabba's presence alone, desire rising within her. For the first time, still a virgin, she had never exposed herself to pleasure. This delay finally overcame her. Her reason was obliterated by the Twi'lek's talent and this desire, which she had pushed away for years out of duty.

The Twi'lek's fingers continued their exploration, each movement calculated to awaken a pleasure Leia had long repressed. The warmth of the milk in her stomach mingled with the burning of her desire, creating a captivating mixture that made her increasingly ****.

The caresses became more and more insistent, breaking through the last barriers of her resistance. Leia felt her body react in spite of herself, every nerve vibrating beneath the ****'s expert touches. The collar no longer needed to impose; defeated, she surrendered. She began to moan, begging, giving herself over completely.

• Yes, yes, do with me as you wish.

The Twi'lek smiled and kissed her passionately. One hand of her fingers penetrated her sex while the other teased her clitoris.

The Twi'lek's fingers delved deeper, breaking the barrier of her virginity with cruel gentleness. Leia felt a sharp pain, but the warm milk flowing through her veins transformed this suffering into intense pleasure. Every movement, every caress, was an invasion of her innermost being, but she could resist no longer.

Leia accepted without hesitation this pleasure she had denied for so long. The Twi'lek kissed her passionately, her hot lips mingling with Leia's tears. Leia's moans became cries of pleasure, her body trembling beneath the ****'s expert caresses.

Jabba didn't miss a beat; a **** was paying for Leia's master's excitement, impaled by his monstrous penis.

Soon, little princess, you'll be begging me, as his **** screamed more in pain than pleasure.

Leia's cries mingled with those of the **** penetrated by Jabba, a mixture of pain and pleasure that excited the Hutt even more.

The Twi'lek, with unparalleled expertise, continued to explore every corner of her body, each touch calculated to extract the slightest ounce of resistance. The milk, still pumping through her veins, transformed the Twi'lek's penetration into an almost unbearable pleasure, leaving Leia defenseless against the insistent caresses.