The High Valley (Between the breasts)

Ahsoka commanded Padme to lay back on the bed. She eagerly did so, pulling Ahsoka closer to the bed with her heels. Ahsoka lead her fingers lightly from calf to thigh and finished on her hip. The sex-crazed Jedi Knight had just enough patience to appreciate the beauty she was about to pleasure, and be pleasured by.

Ahsoka's red eyes met Padme's loving ones. They stared at each other for a good ten seconds, before Ahsoka's gaze dropped to the still reddened nipples. "Orange goes beautifully with white doesn't it?"

Padme nodded vigorously.

Ahsoka grabbed both breasts and mauled them with her fingers. "A decent size. Large enough to cover my friend, but not too large she'll get lost in them. Yes, I think between the breasts is the way to go."

Padme couldn't get Ahsoka's friend fast enough, almost tugging the teenage hermaphrodite by the cockhead and drawing it onto her chest. Ahsoka shifted so she was straddling Padme's ribcage, and then she sunk the 9 incher down onto the centre of her chest.

Padme flicked the tip with her tongue and took a long strand of pre-cum as a souvenir. Ahsoka massaged and kneaded the two half-pound fleshy mounds, she looked up at Padme to ask "does Anakin's friend come here often?"

"Who's Anakin?" Padme asked, she was so brainwashed she actually became impatient.

Dominant-Ahsoka was slightly disappointed Padme's memory of her unfortunate husband was wiped, it took all the fun out of Ahsoka banging his wife. Alas, at least the girls will both know the truth come morning.

Ahsoka saw the impatience in the senator's eyes and realised she'd been in thought too long. With a shrug Ahsoka meshed the breasts together and wedged her penis between them.

The teenager built a quick tempo, with her thumbs flicking Padme's nipples on every pump of her cock. They became erect and sensitive quick, causing Padme to "oo" and "ah". Ahsoka's palms rolled the needle-like nipple and Padme called out.

"Soka, kiss me."

Ahsoka had false apology in her voice. "I'm so sorry my girl, how unromantic of me. Let's make amends now."

Padme eagerly greeted Ahsoka's lips, meshing their mouths together. It was a hard, brutal meeting of lips, leaving tenderness and care in the dust.

The teen never ceased her rampant ploughing between the senators breasts. Ahsoka was nearly bent in half atop Padme's chest trying to maintain the heated kiss, but she didn't care an ounce.

Ahsoka trailed a hand behind her and lead it to Padme's smooth mound. The fingers stroked and tickled her labia, the intention was clearly to prepare it for the large intrusion soon to ram its way inside.

Padme got wet at the anticipation, and of course as an effect of Ahsoka's fingers.

"Are you ready for me Padme?"

"Do it. I need it in me. Please Soka."

Immediately Ahsoka shuffled back and hovered above Padme's waist. The senator eyed the large member with hunger. She imagined it squeezed between her pussy lips, undoubtedly stretching the skin to the brink of tearing. She'd enjoy the painful pleasure, and the filling of a lifetime would leave Padme wanting for a repeat performance, as much as she could get.