...himself. His status of student clearly paled before the master’s experience; he knew how to twitch his tongue and move his hands, his small claws sensually rubbing the outer line of the cock and sack. Like his master before him, the human instinctively bucked his hips, craving for more of the pleasure that seemed so close at hand. But Yoda was a master not only of the force but at pleasure and knew how to make it last, even for one who would have trouble from shooting his load in too much of a haste. He removed his lips and started licking between the legs themselves, his tongue going up along the furless sack. He put his index finger into his mouth to lubricate it a bit, before inserting it slowly in the boy’s hole. Lost in bliss, Mace had not expected this gesture and tried to block the forceful entry using the force. Yoda did not try to poke him further immediately.
“Worry not, little one,” the master said, smiling to his padawan between his legs. Slightly reassured by the master’s voice, he let Yoda poke him further, feeling slightly uncomfortable at the new sensation. But he trusted that his master would not hurt him or at least, would bring forth even greater pleasure by this act.
Yoda managed to get his finger in ...