‘He left the galaxy to safeguard our future,’ he reminded her, looking into her eyes, his voice lowering again to his normal volume. ‘He went ou... there to face who knows what for our sakes, and all he asked of us was to rebuild – rebuild the galaxy, rebuild the Jedi. He placed his faith in us, Mira, and what did we do? We fell in love with each other. We flew in the face of the Order’s most fundamental rules and let ourselves get attached. For crying out loud, Mira, we made love in the Jedi. I thought.Ricky grinned and said, "I told you, she isn't here all the time and she ain't a pro. She's here for fun." Uhhhh...yeah...uhhh, fuck yeah she is." They knew each other in some way, that was apparent to me, but I was still fuck-drunk and let it go into the ecstasy haze as Dirty Daddy's cock punched my lower organs and kept my cum flowing. "Oh fuck, here I cum!" Then this new Dirty Daddy pumped deep and hard five or six times and held himself in me as he shot, body thrusting me each. " But doesn't it feel so good?" I said, whispering in his ear. I licked his ear and nibbled it. I listened as he groaned. I kissed him again. "I want it. I want you. So bad, right now." I said as I stroked his chest. He grabbed my waist and looked down at me. He was a lot taller than me."I can't, Kayla, please don't do this to me," he told me, begging."C'mon, haven't you wanted to fuck me since you met me?" I whispered in his ear. I felt his boner through his pants. "I could help with that," I. I struggle to my feet and manage to half turn before I feel his hand around my throat. I step backwards; once, twice and then my shoulder blades hit cold plaster. I feel him step in closer, feel his hand around my throat tighten and push upwards forcing the tips of my heels off the floor. His breathing is heavy in my face and pungent with the smell of garlic."Bastard." I scream it into his face, spraying him with spittle."Fucking bastard." "Fucking useless, limp dicked, cocksucking bastard." I.