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All he got for his noncommittal answer was a little chuckle that rumbled from her chest like a contented feline. She liked that he felt comfortable enough to grope her without fearing her wrath. Her massage finished on his legs and unfortunately for him, her ass pulled out of his grasp. She turned around and sat up

"Do you want to turn over for me, or do you want me to ride you until your star explodes with heat?" She reached down and gently stroked his bulge, enticing, tempting.
 
'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!'
Inside I was screaming. Staring into darkness and screaming internally.

Wetting my lips amd smiling wide, "My back can wait. Ride me, mommy, until my star explodes!" Words tumbled out of my mouth, my lust dictated them. Didn't care.

Reaching out with both hands, feeling nothing but empty air. Begging for her hot body to come back into my grasp.

My heart was thumping. In a instant it was pounding like it ran two kilometers at a dead run.
 
He called her mommy? While unexpected, she couldn't deny that she found it pretty hot. She reached down and ripped her catsuit open at her crotch. His pants were undone gently, and she pulled them slightly down his legs, but kept them around his knees. Once that was done, she sidled up to where she knew his cock stood straight up, and she started to rub herself against it.

Her pussy was moist as his length started to slip between her pussy lips, wedging between them in the crease like he was made for her. She rocked her hips back and forth.

"Mm... Mommy's going to take real good care of you, Redar. I'm going to fuck you until you cum so deep in this pussy..."
 
"Yes, mommy!" blurting it out with a long, satisfied, sigh of relief. Feeling my cock being fed into her slowly. Walls wrapping around the member. "I'm going to fill you up," gasping once my as she came down fully. Now determined as ever to fulfill that pledge. "Fill you....up...mmmmm."

Pulling back both hands towards my own chest, then pushing them out slowly. The tips finding her knees quickly then traced up her toned thighs. She was keeping on her catsuit? I loved the feeling of her catsuit! Gently stroking her thighs up and down with both palms. Letting her move on me a little. Then I reached around and grabbed her heavy ass. Fingers sinking in deeply.

"You're going to break me with this, baby" referring to her large ass. Either she was going to break me, or the bed. I didn't care either way. "Mmmm. Break me! Oh, please, break me!" Again the words are coming out. Things I don't think I have ever said before during sex.
 
Fuck, he felt so good! He was hard and long, and he filled her up in such a satisfying way. If she wasn't careful, she was going to pine for his dick in the future if she didn't get it more often than not. Now that she had gotten a taste, she had to satisfy her sweet tooth. And that cock felt so sweet.

"When I'm done with you, you won't be able to move for days. You'll be bedridden, and I'll have no choice but to come to your room and... take care of you." Gra'tia said in a sultry voice. Her body started to rise and fall upon him, her hands on his chest to steady herself. Though nothing could be seen in the dark, she assumed he had a look of pleasure on his face as he cupped her generous ass.
 
"Please do, mommy!" moaning, pleased with the thought of her tending to me. Mmmmm. In the dark, just like this, down to her catsuit or nothing at all. Our hot bodies lathered in sweat. Hands slipping across the skin trying to grab each other. Maybe in the light, her wrapped up in her armor from head to toe, she can give me a handjob while I lay 'broken.'

Rising and falling. Each time her body came down it sent ripples through my body. Though I couldn't see them, I could certainly feel them. Her hands on me, the thought her chest is bouncing with the impacts. Holding her and feeling her, the warmth of her body, her curling moans and sensuous body gave off a warmth I have never felt before.

So many hot, busty bimbos came and went, usually I came and then went. Gra'tia was a warmth that was like sitting in a house in front of a roaring fire while it snowed outside. The light from the crackling flames was alluring and the warmth it gave off spread through every part of the house, as it spread through every corner of my body. Even my toes tingled at the sensation.

"Break me, baby!" Slapping ass hard with both hands.
 
She yelped from his slap, having not anticipated it. Still, the sting of his hands was erotic and only spurred her on. Her pace increased and she started breathing more heavily as she bounced her body on his throbbing manhood. Occasionally she would grind her hips against his, moaning loudly at the sensation of it.

"This is my dick now," she huffed, sliding her hand up his chest before gently wrapping her fingers around his neck. The slick sound of their fucking was loud in the room. She wasn't sure why she had said what she did, but she felt something possessing her to say things that would normally embarrass her quite a bit. It felt right though, and it didn't seem like he found it strange or anything.
 
Her words caught me off guard, and I liked it. In fact, my cheeks turned a dark shade of red. Now Gra'tia was claiming me. No matter what, "Yes! This dick is yours now. Along with all the cum that goes with it!"

If that was the case, then I get something in return. Coming down and grinding herself, catching her before she can rise once more. Holding down her ass with both hands tightly, "Then this is my ass!" slapping her once again with both hands at the same time. For I wish I could see them jiggle.

For the moment my cheeks strained from the constant smiling. For this I didn't want to end. Yes! The thoughts and feelings kept pent up inside came out. Every time she went down on my rod, another moan, another groan, another gasp. All sharp and hot. My throat ached. As if I was yelling constantly for an hour straight. Did that before. My throat burned for three full rotations.

This gorgeous piece of ass was attached to the finest body in the Galaxy. I was claiming her. My cock stabbing inside was like me planting a flag. Marking her as mine.
 
"Yes!" she whimpered, "my ass is all yours, only yours Redar!"

She hadn't anticipated how much she liked being spanked by him; it sent such a pleasant pain through her body. Enjoying pain wasn't something she normally did, but it was different when it was from his hand. It was as though he had the ability to transform the sensation into something new and sensational.

"Spank it again," she panted in a needy tone. "I need it!"
 
Cheeks a dark shade of red. Such a dirty minx! Wanting it again. Happy to oblige. This wasn't going to be some glancing slaps. No. I wanted her to feel the lust in me. Retracting both hands to the side, I came down hard. First striking the left cheek.

SLAP!

A moment later came the right cheek.

SLAP!

Striking her with the palms then holding onto the cheeks, digging the fingers into them and squeezing hard. How I hoped it left red marks on her body. Maybe not a noticeable with her catsuit. I still hoped her ass was jiggling. The more she begged the more I wanted her. This ass. These tits. That mouth. The walls wrapped around my firm member. Each time she came down made my body shudder.

This was mine! This big tit, big ass, hot and sweaty and slutty Mandalorian woman was all mine! The first thing I wanted was her mouth. Gasping, breathless, "Mommy...kiss me...."
 
Each slap elicited a cry of pleasure and a slight clenching of her cunt. He wasn't holding back his strength, and she appreciated that immensely. She wasn't some waif that needed to be treated as though she would break at any moment; she was a hardened woman who could take a hard slap on the ass like a champ.

He didn't have to ask twice. Once the words left him, she leaned over and her lips collided with his, engaging him in a deep, impassioned kiss. That didn't mean she was going to stop moving her hips though. Her ass continued to lewdly bounce upon him, though her movements were slower and harder now, the woman needing a bit of a break before going hard again.
 
Oooh, yes. Quivering all the way through. We connected and my hands slid up, away from her ass and around her waist, holding on to her tight.

Involuntary my tongue slid into her mouth. Her pounding of my dick slowed down. Now I could feel her heartbeat with our chests touching. Her heart was pounding, as well as mine. I'll be honest, now that I could feel her heart beat, it was more exciting than feeling her tits or her ass.

Slapping her ass was making her exicted. Forbthat I had no problem in slapping it occasionally, just as hard as before.

SLAP!
SLAP!

Before returning my hands to her waist and keeping her torso pinned to my chest. I didn't want her to stop her kissing, so long as I kept feeling her heart. She was so excited! I could feel it! It was pounding! Thay made me excited!
 
Her tongue gladly intermingled with his, not afraid to taste what he had to offer between the breaths the two of them snuck between lip-smacks. Kissing him, riding his dick... it was as exciting as fighting a mob of fyrnocks, making her heart pound and her pulse race. Her body was moist with sweat within her catsuit, and she never wanted this to end.

His slaps continued to excite her until her ass was moving upon him quickly again like a horse who had been switched on the rump. She was spurred to milk his cock and really fuck herself hard upon him. His cock was hitting her in just the right spot from that angle, and she felt almost lust-crazy by each love tap upon it. Eventually it became too much and she moaned into his mouth as she came, squirting on that thick pole.
 
How I wanted to moan. She, Gra'tia, wasn't giving me a chance to. Never letting my lips alone. Each time she pushed herself onto my crotch, it forced the air right out of my lungs in gasps. To breathe I tried through my nose. That was complicated by our constant kissing.

Sweat was streaming down my forehead. Down my legs and arms. Couldn't see it but I could feel the tingling sensation. The air was humid and was thick in our combined body heat and perspiration.

"Naaaaa!" a pitiful attempt in getting a word out, before her sharp tongue stabbed by throat.

SLAP!
SLAP!

Naughty girl.

SLAP!
SLAP!

Dirty girl!

SLAP!
SLAP!
MY naughty, dirty girl.

Saying that again and again was enriching. More! I demanded more! Not just her ass. I wanted to feel was torturing my head so. Letting go of her hips and sliding up the curvature of her back, up until the tips of my fingers felt the bristling short hair of her's.

"Nee-!"

Stifled by another tongue lashing. Gra'tia's taste was pure. In this position I could feel, smell, and taste almost everything about her. The thin material of her bodysuit gave off heat.

In all that I knew that I was trying to speak, trying to warn her of what was coming. She never gave me a chance to speak. If I did, all that came out were gasps.

I was reaching my end. My cock was throbbing. The only thing that would make this perfect was to get her out of this body suit, and I could pound her bare ass! That would mean pausing our lust. No. I don't want that. Can't rip it off her hot body. She may not have a spare. Blast it all. These few thin millimeters of material is all that separated this portion of my body from heaven.

Down below, my cock was already in heaven, and it was about to go beyond that. Her walls wrapped tight. Cheeks pounding and grinding. No woman has ever done this to me before.
 
Quivering and trembling, she continued to bounce on him. Though she had reached her own orgasm, she wanted to coax his own out of him. "Coax" was probably the wrong description though, as "violently force" would be more accurate.

She too was starting to get a bit overheated, and she wanted to break free from the sleep suit that clung to her moist skin. Fortunately, Gra'tia had replenished her supply of catsuits back on Mandalore, so she had at least five other pairs. This was an older suit that had seen some shit, so she supposed this was as good a way for it to go as any.

It was at that point that she wanted a display of his desire, so she pulled back so she could speak. "Rip it off of me," she commanded breathlessly. "Show me how much you want me."
 
'Rip it off of me'

Didn't need to be told twice! Holding onto her backside, fingertips searching for that tear that allowed me to enter her. Curling the fingers into the edges of the hole, jaws pressed together. Not knowing the true strength of the suit, I pulled as hard as I could in opposite directions.

RRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!

It worked! Somewhat. Her body still wore it the hole expanded. In the dark I was working blind, but I did not stop. Feeling up her spine to where the tear stopped, I pulled the ends there apart.

RRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTT!

The tear went between her shoulder blades, following the curvature of her spine, stopping short of the collar. One good tear and the two halves can fall off her shoulders.

RRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!
Inch by inch exposing her skin. The heat rising from her body was intense. I could feel the temperature of the room rise, along with the humidity. I did it ! Her suit ripped open. Holding the suit at her shoulders and pulling down slowing to peel it of her arms.

Just as soon as I felt the fabric come away and fall to the floor with a heavy 'Splat' from the sweat soaked fabric, I wrapped my arms around Gra'tia's torso and pulled myself in, slapping my lips onto her's before smothering myself in her, hot, sweaty, chest.
 
Each rip of the suit was akin to how he had penetrated that defensive wall she had put up against other people. He had gripped her, pulling at the seems until she was exposed to him in her entirety. She wasn't entirely sure how he had done it, to be honest. It wasn't uncommon for her to spend extended periods of time with men in general, and she hadn't ever felt like she wanted to give herself to anyone before him.

Perhaps it was that mix of mischief and reliability. Perhaps there was something unknown to her that drew her to him. Whatever it was, he was special in some way and now he was special to her.

It felt amazing to be freed from that hot suit, and she moaned passionately against his mouth as their bodies pressed against one another's. Her large breasts were smooshed against his chest. This felt right- to be naked, hot, and sweaty. She didn't fear him taking a knife to her or murdering her in the dark; somehow she knew she could trust him not to harm her.
 
So slippery. Her hot body rocking against me. All I could feel, with my fingers, my lips, my chest and my cock was her. Each spot was intensely hot. Tongues lashing at each other. Her walls firmly wrapped around my throbbing member. Hands grabbing at anything to stop her from sliding all around, be it her large ass, slender hips, or stroking the curvature of her spine to hold onto her shoulders.

It was becoming hard to breathe. The air was thickly humid. I didn't mind it. Not until we get to finish. "Mmmmhf," pulling back a little to breathe and going back in. "Mmmmm ...yes....mommy....mommy...." faint words rolled off my tongue and into her mouth.

That skin tight suit off her, I slapped her ass with both hands, hard. SLAP! SLAP! Digging my fingers into them just as hard. Feeling them sink into her sweat lathered flesh. Soft as dough. "Yes....." satisified.

Getting near it, the end, I could feel the world start to disappear around me. Trapped inside this one small room, in the dark, with this hot, sweaty, lovely, sexy woman, I wanted her and she wanted me. Tell the truth, at this moment I actually forgot what we were doing before we started. All I remember was, darkness and then tongue and her hot breath in my face and her gasps in my ears.

I didn't want it to end. Sadly, my body was winning out, not my desires. I was very near it. All I needed was that one last push from her to send me over the edge, have my shoot my hot spunk inside and fill her up, my slutty Mandalorian.
 
She had just recently cum, but she could feel that feeling rising up in herself again. With how hard she was slamming her ass down on him and how good it felt to be spanked, she hoped he was reaching the point where he would burst. He had remarkable stamina, based on what she had heard from other women. She too had immense stamina reserves; if he didn't cum soon, she could continue to ride him for hours without need for rest. That was simply the result of her body's vigorous martial training.

"Redar... Mommy needs your cum. Give it to me, baby. Give it to me deep!" she panted commandingly. There was aways a possibility that she might get pregnant from his seed, but she figured as long as she saw the medical droid for a contraceptive pill afterwards, she would be fine. While they both felt the same about each other, she was certain that neither of them wanted to bring a child into the arrangement with their lines of work.
 
So caught up in my lust that I felt that she came. A hot sensation rolled down my rod. Inside I squealled with joy. Then she called me, begged me, for my cum. I wanted her juices, too. Feeling them coat my rod, knowing there was more for me, made me feel like pounding her to oblivion. Though I could feel that my body was not invincible. She had far more stamina that I could. For now at least.

Feeling that sudden rush of my blood to my loins, drawing the energy from my head. Started feel a bit light headed. Struggled to keep my eyes open. Even though it was pointless. Closing my eyes made me feel like passing out entirely. It was coming. The goal was to fill her up. Even if I passed out in the end, it was worth it to fill her up and feel her juices on my cock.

Taking her sweaty body and pulling it into me, lips latching on her neck.

My words muffled. "Oooooh, mummmmmmmmy!" groaning. Gritting my teeth. In a brutal game of tug of war, fighting to keep blood to my head to not pass out, while holding my shot to generate energy. Warning her of what was about to happen, as I wrapped my arms around her torso and pulled her in tightly, to feel every shot.

"Immmf coom!"
 
"Yes! Cum inside! Don't hold back! I want it all!" she moaned, unable to hold herself back any longer. Gra'tia came again, trembling and crying out as she felt his cock deeper than it had ever been. She felt a crazed need to feel his cock swell and erupt, and she couldn't take it any longer.
 
That was it. I could not take it any more. Mommy was going to get it. Held her tight, thrust my pelvis into her, stabbing her insides with my rod.

"ERRRRRRMMMMMPPTH!"

A muffled scream. Face buried into her. My sack contracted hard. Forcing the first wad to run up the shaft and out the top.

"Mmmmmmmthhhhh"

Another contraction in the sack, another shot of hot spunk into mommy.

Again and again. My grip onto Gra'tia was tight. Afraid of losing her before i could finish.

Each contraction forced more and more of my seed to shoot up the shaft and inside her. Each time another muffled moan left me, as I screamed into her flesh.

Don't know how much was going into her. It felt like a lot.
 
Her eyes rolled up as she felt him unloading himself inside her. Shot after shot of his cum was jettisoned into her, and she wouldn't be surprised if it was splashing right up against her cervix. There was something supremely satisfying about having him lose his seed inside her, pumping her full of his lustful cream.

"Oh fuck..." she moaned, her body collapsing on his as she panted. She was sweaty with exertion, her skin feeling moist against his own dampness. "You came so much..."
 
I could feel it. Each contraction and the spunk flowing up the main vein and out the tip. Feeling lightheaded. The blood flowed out of my head that now flopped onto the bed. Gasping for air, and feeling her hot body still in hand. She was speaking but I couldn't really hear her, just my heart pounding in my ear and her heart beat against my chest.

Until the last drop came out, coaxed by her walls. Then it softened and eventually slipped out and splatted onto the bed. 'Gah!' Nothing left my mouth except heavy pants, gasps for air. My arms finally gave out and fell to the side. Legs, I couldn't feel them any more. Head buzzing and dizzy.
 
She closed her eyes and rested her head on his shoulder, simply enjoying the comfortable sounds of each of them recovering from such an exuberant romp. Based on his lack of answer, she figured he was still recovering from having disbursed every drop of semen from his sack.
 
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