Luke, did I ever tell you about Aayla Secura? She was a fellow Jedi Knight in the Clone Wars, same as your father. She was an inspirational leader to her troops, and a brave warrior. She was strong in the force, and wise about the world.
She also wore a crop-top and tight pants, teasing the cocks of every Jedi Knight. Occasionally she’d use the Force to flash her big blue tits at us, and everyone got a giant boner. She’d laugh as we awkwardly tried to hide our huge meaty schlongs in our robes.
The 327th looked up to her, and they won many battles together. They were some of the most famous clone in the galaxy, winning battle after battle, overcoming impossible odds, all as their general fought side-by-side with them.
After every successful campaign, she’d lie face-down ass-up on the bridge as each clone loaded their thick, slimy dicks into her cyan pussy. You see, Luke, she needed an entire Star Corps just to make her cum once. That’s 50,000 to 100,000 cocks in her, Luke, and not once did she invite me. Every time she contacted me, she was in bed, cuddling with two dozen clones. They’d kiss her and nuzzle her, and she could tell that I was getting increasingly aroused and angry. That bitch enjoyed torturing me. And she was a good friend.
