Bed Luke first

"Get that armor off fast!" you order him. The young man is overwhelmed by your commanding demeanor and your beauty. He takes off the armor.

You close with him, grabbing his hands and putting them on your breasts. You pull him in for a kiss, while fondling his package. You break the kiss and take off the rest of his clothes.

Then you whip off your white dress. Luke slobbers at the sight of your perky breasts and delicate skin. You admire his tanned skin and work-hardened muscles. His package is pretty small but at least it's stiff.

You don't care because you're hornier than a two-peckered Ewok.

You push him down on the bench that has been your bed since you were captured. He is very compliant. You climb on top of him and slide his seven-incher inside your steaming hot snatch.

You bounce on him, buffeting his face with your boobs. You almost scream when he grabs one of your tits and sucks it.

You hear the sounds of a firefight outside your cell. You're almost to your peak.