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Okay, bestie, I'm gonna spill the tea on the absolute filth that went down after our ship crashed. No cap, it was a whole mood—a desperate, horny mood. The Force on this planet was basically a cosmic pussy whisperer, and I was its main fucking character. I could feel it, this deep, primal need for Luke’s dick, for him to knock me up. My brother was being such a fucking simp for the Jedi Code, fighting it, but I was determined. I started slow, swaying my ass in his face when I bent over, ‘accidentally’ grinding my D-cups against his back.

When he slept, I’d get my fingers sopping wet from my dripping cunt and smear my juices on his lips. I needed him addicted to my taste. The day he finally broke? Iconic. He woke up with my flavor on his tongue, his resolve shattered. He pinned me against a tree, his virgin dick so hard it was practically throbbing, and just took control. He ate my pussy like a starved man, his tongue lapping at my clit until I screamed. Then he shoved his face between my cheeks, tongue-fucking my asshole while I came all over his face.

He fucked me everywhere. My pussy, my ass, he didn’t care. He’d cover my tits in cum, mark my face with his piss like I was his property, and I loved it. We’d use ripe alien fruit as lube, fucking like animals with juice running down our thighs. He got me pregnant so fast. My tits swelled from Ds to massive G-cups, just overflowing with milk. I’d pull him to my chest and he’d suckle, drinking from me while his cock was buried deep inside me, filling me with another load. We’re never leaving. This is our world now. Our daughters and sons are already learning to fuck each other, and my O-cup tits will never stop leaking milk for my brother. We’re here forever, breeding. Period.