It was too overwhelming. Nothing like she'd ever felt before.
Rey had played with herself so many times before in her years of solitude, the discovery of how she could play with her own self not simply something that passed the time, but something that almost gave purpose to get long, empty days. She'd edged herself, pusher her body to have as many orgasms as she could before absolute exhaustion took over.
This was nothing like it and yet it was all at once. It all happened to fast. Her other hole, the one she barely dared to even touch with a finger, was soon spread in and impossible way and she found herself screaming into Han Solo's mouth. They were done. In a flash, the solid surface of a table was on her back, she laid on it. Someone was still between her legs while air was completely stolen from her lungs. Something pressed against the back of her throat and Rey immidiatly felt the sick coming up her throat as she choked on it. It damaged the back of her throat, impossibly thick as her nose was buried in the fuzz and stink of a Wookie's pubic fur.
They were gone and she was shifted again, several hands rubbing and squeezing at her breasts, tugging at the buns on her hair, her lips sore as her mouth was taken.
For the briefest of moments she saw herself bound to the interrotagtion table and Kylo Ren, towering over her. That monster. That snake in the grass. She wanted him to bend her over and fill her like his father had. Like Master Skywalker had. Like Finn did. All of them at once becoming one with her and suddenly... She could feel the Force embracing them completely, all at once.
There was a thunder and Rey cried out, gushing into her pants as she came like never before. It was almost as if she had pissed herself, a puddle growing around her ass like a halo.
Big brown eyes were open as wide as they'd go while she panted heavily.
There was something on her face but she barely registered it. Master Skywalker was there, his cock on hand.
"W-What are you doing?!" She snapped out of it, Luke pushed by an invisible force against the opposite side of the hut.
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Date: 2021-03-14 12:41 pm (UTC)Rey had played with herself so many times before in her years of solitude, the discovery of how she could play with her own self not simply something that passed the time, but something that almost gave purpose to get long, empty days. She'd edged herself, pusher her body to have as many orgasms as she could before absolute exhaustion took over.
This was nothing like it and yet it was all at once. It all happened to fast. Her other hole, the one she barely dared to even touch with a finger, was soon spread in and impossible way and she found herself screaming into Han Solo's mouth. They were done. In a flash, the solid surface of a table was on her back, she laid on it. Someone was still between her legs while air was completely stolen from her lungs. Something pressed against the back of her throat and Rey immidiatly felt the sick coming up her throat as she choked on it. It damaged the back of her throat, impossibly thick as her nose was buried in the fuzz and stink of a Wookie's pubic fur.
They were gone and she was shifted again, several hands rubbing and squeezing at her breasts, tugging at the buns on her hair, her lips sore as her mouth was taken.
For the briefest of moments she saw herself bound to the interrotagtion table and Kylo Ren, towering over her. That monster. That snake in the grass. She wanted him to bend her over and fill her like his father had. Like Master Skywalker had. Like Finn did. All of them at once becoming one with her and suddenly... She could feel the Force embracing them completely, all at once.
There was a thunder and Rey cried out, gushing into her pants as she came like never before. It was almost as if she had pissed herself, a puddle growing around her ass like a halo.
Big brown eyes were open as wide as they'd go while she panted heavily.
There was something on her face but she barely registered it. Master Skywalker was there, his cock on hand.
"W-What are you doing?!" She snapped out of it, Luke pushed by an invisible force against the opposite side of the hut.