CHAPTER THREE
On the rooftop solarium the scene taking place was hotter than even the dual suns of the planet Corellian. With the nakedly spread young stewardess's moaning wails spilling into his alert ears, Jabba, the giant Wooky, reveled in the exotic odor and taste of the hotly writhing young woman's fragrantly gushing cunt, the keen pungent spice filling his c**k with a heavy pressure that threatened to burst his c*m-laden balls. No female humanoid he had ever encountered offered the sublime pleasure that this one offered so willingly, so provocatively! Her voice was gentle and loving, her touch tender and warm, and her smooth, flawless face seemed to glow when she looked at him. He could sense her affection through the excitedly throbbing n*****s of her huge, well-tanned t**s, and he
