She still couldn’t figure it out, but it seemed to be a sign of approval.“But the faster they do it, the harder they’re breathing”, Ahsoka not...ced with amazement reflected in her wide blue eyes. “At this rate I could get them to do anything for me, let alone take me to Jabba.” How much could she get out of them?They seemed to like it when Ahsoka appeared like she was enjoying it too, so she moved around and let out the best imitation of a grunting noise like they were.It came out high pitched. I so clearly remember this occasion recently when she had gone to bed as normal while I stayed downstairs and found some things to occupy myself so as to wind down from returned late from work. (probably IF browsing to be honest) I came to bed later about midnight and promptly slid into bed and cuddled up with her. As she was sleeping face down I reached out and lay my hand across her upturned naked bottom and gave it a little affectionate stroke, feeling the curves of her arse and legs. She. The old man wasn’t much good without his whore of a wife, anyway.He turned his head briefly as he heard a twig snap behind him. “You should be resting, Qualan.”“I’ve been resting,” the tall thin woman huffed. She had her brown hair pulled back into a tight pony tail, making her long, thin face with its dark brown eyes, hawkish nose and thin lips seem even more severe than usual. She was dressed in long, flowing green robes – traditional dress for a mage. Arlade had made sure to bring a Red. ”My mouth was dry as sandpaper. Probably as a result of all of the fluid I had lost through sweat and orgasm. I looked in disgust at the toilet water in the doggie bowl, but I knew I needed water. I bent my mouth forward and lapped up some of the toilet water with my tongue. This was much harder than dogs made it look. I heard clicks of the camera go off while I continued to attempt to drink some water. “Good slut, this is all of the water you’ll be getting so you better finish up.” He grabbed.