... master released the full of his cum in the boy’s sweet mouth as he shot the long awaited jets of warm milk. Mace never removed his mouth, swallowing every jet as it was shot in his craving mouth and still pumping his head as he too was near the edge of his orgasm.
It didn’t take long before Mace shot his load on to the bed, which got him lifting his head off of Yoda’s cock and making the last squirt hit his bare chest. And then the moment was over and Yoda laid panting on the bed, Mace between his legs, a great grin stretching both their lips. He might not fully understand what had just happened, but he knew he liked it. The human boy gave him a few last tongue lashes for good measure, then returned near his mater, to his right, their nude bodies touching slightly.
“Very well you have done, my young student,” he said between pants. “But young is the evening and more training I shall give you.” Mace had his eyes closed now, perfectly comfortable and in harmony with the force of everything around him and especially his master. For a brief moment, physical contact between them was cut, but they always remained in contact through the force and Mace felt no nervousness or discomfort.
He felt something moist touch his chest and nee...