TPM: 'Help' Panaka out.
From Create Your Own Story
You feel uncomfortable, looking around to make sure nobody sees as you go under the ship to the landing gear, so that nobody accidentally walks in on your 'help'. You kneel down in front of the Captain, feeling stupid. His dick is pretty firm and big, brown tip shiny and slick with precum. It smells heady and masculine, you've never had your face this close to a cock before. You put your hand on it gently, not sure how to do this right, moving your lips closer and closer to the head. Closing your eyes you stick it in, the soft but firm tip squeezing past your still tight lips. It doesn't taste bad like you expected it to, pressing against the back of your throat. Panaka sighs greatfully.
"Oh that's great, thank you..." he moans, putting a hand on the back of your head and pushing you further down on him. You feel your face get red, feeling the dirty sensation of his ribbed cock rolling over your tongue. He guides your head like a puppet, your neck not know how to perform, slowly drawing your slick mouth back and forth over his member, saliva and precum whetting your lips and chin. You feel panic as you feel your tunic getting tighter in the thighs, this isn't how a Jedi should act! Panaka keeps making little huffing noises of pleasure as he crushes his tip down the back of your throat.
