...n's real fingers entering her convulsing nether lips.
As his fingers continued to penetrate deep within the young padawan, her hips began to gyrate in a corresponding motion. She reached instinctively for her Master, slipping her hands into his robe and rubbing his hard, toned chest slick with sweat.
And still her hands reach lower.
She hesitated slightly, then looked again to Anakin, her eyes desperately searching her master for guidance.
"You're doing fine, Snips. Just keep going, we're almost one with the Force now."
Encouraged by these words, the young Togruta girl reached into the flap and began stroking her master's tender shaft.
"That's it." Anakin uttered with a groan. "Just stroke it back and forth. Yeah, Snips, that's the way. You're a natural, born to be a Jedi."
At these words of unprecedented praise, the padawan began to quiver, her master's fingers becoming even more soaked in her sweet nectar as they continued penetrating her with ever-increasing ease.
"Now," he continued, sliding his fingers out of her orifice and into her waiting lips, "The next step is to use your mouth, the way you're now doing with my fingers."
Slowly but firmly, Anakin guided Ahsoka downward. "Open your mouth." he whispered.
Her lips parted but before she could even breath, Anakin forced his member i...