Rey Skywalker

“Mmmm that’s right~” Alenya used her hands to guide rey, helping her rotate her hips smoothly, swaying her abdomen, stretching her navel just right. Then her hands begin to slide under rey’s outfit pulling on the straps and rubbing fat too close to her most intimate places~

“Is that right~?” It’s hard to compete with a seasoned slave dancer~. Alenya smirks and moves closer to rey, she matches her pace then gets handsy! Rubbing and groping rey from behind while guiding her hips. Alenya inched in her lips getting closer to Rey’s with every movement

“Oh? Why is that~?” Alenya swayed up onto the stage with a natural grace and got to dancing with her fellow morale officer, her experienced refined technique on full display as she gyrates her hips, shakes her tits and rubs her hands up her own body for all to enjoy~

“Oh in a heartbeat but we arnt hired holes for the troops to ogle are we~? Noooo~ We’re dutiful morale officers on a mission to make sure those boys are good and motivated” Alenya giggles as a gentle *plap plap* noise is heard when their hips meet on their strut to the stage~

“That’s the plan~ and don’t let them throw credits at you, we arnt cheap we’re free~” Alenya sways her sizeable hips bumping h against rey as they walk

Alenya thinks it’s 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽 for improving resistance morale~ now come along we have a whole hangar bay full of troops to ‘motivate’

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