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Chapter 3 by Kooriv Kooriv

Find this Commander Bastila.

Stay here and make sure something happens!

You still have a considerable case of morning glory after that vivid dream, so you aren't going to useful to anyone aboard until you do something about it.

You slip your hand inside your sleep-pants and idly stroke your erection. Your thoughts drift back to the vision—and to the brown-haired woman with the yellow blade. You picture her face; smooth-skinned, pale, with deep, blue-gray eyes and full lips. You watch her swinging her blade, extending her arms and letting her body move with the grace and precision of a seasoned fighter. Her brown-and-yellow tabard covers a skin-tight jumpsuit that accentuates the curves of her young form, and you enjoy guiding your mind's eye over the slopes and contours of her waist, her hips and her long, lithe legs.

You have increased your grip on your manhood, jerking yourself off with firm, rhythmic strokes. The mental image of the woman hangs teasingly behind your eyes.

Choose your fantasy:

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