Who knows what rules govern Jawa culture? They seem to make nothing of the fact the girls are practically naked by their standards. Gone are the full body robes. What's left, of course, is the usual hooded and hidden upper features, with their graceful arms still being fully sleeved, but right below those perky little breasts, the fabric is cut away to show off their alluring stomachs and narrow waists, which leads your eyes down to those shapely rear ends and hips that are wrapped in what amounts to nothing but a rag of a skirt. That skirt is cut as high on the thigh as the top is to their tits, showing a hint of bare ass as they either walk around or stand. That takes japanes your eyes further down yet, over those toned thighs, cute knees, and enticing calves. So do you see the full length of their legs, before they finish the look with a pair of what can only be called 'cute' desert boots. It works. Trust me, it works. They are perfectly proportioned, taller than the males, and demurely built, so this outfit enhances everything it's meant to. What's more, the girls seem to make light of the blowing winds shifting around them, careless of how it blows up a corner of their skirt now and then, or, what's even better, blowing up the bottom of their tops. Yes, they are cut that close, with the bottom of the breast barely covered, and one gust of strong wind can show you all you want to see. On one such occasion, I caught a glimpse of a Jawa girl's breasts full on as the wind kicked up around her in a gust. It was four years ago and talk about rare. I was dumbfounded that no one else seemed to noticed. But I sure did. Those sublime, round little mounds could have fit into my hand like they were made for it, and her naked, small, dark nipples were sex raised up and hard right in the center of each. I am not ashamed to admit it sent me into a frenzy of masturbation later that day. I never asked, nor cared, if my friends experienced anything like that. Some people are repulsed by Jawas. Some people are partners with them. Most look down on them, but everyone trades with them. And that's that. For my own sake, my attention was very obvious to the two sexy sand kittens standing next to an old power droid their father had for sale. I stopped in my tracks and stared at them, and suddenly the golden orbs of their hooded eyes blinked in surprised and turned into two little half moons of delight as they giggled in my direction. To be more accurate, they giggled in the direction of my hard on. I was startled as I realized my cock had responded to these Jawa females all on it's own, and it was straining in a direct tent out from my dune trousers right at them. Tom peered around Sansa’s bouncing ass to get a look at Zoe. Luckily, sex he knew the boys lived relatively close to the teacher’s apartment and school was not very far away either. "HANDCUFF ME TO THE BIKER" she ordered. I know what room we should go to! “And?” Her tail again wrapped around the two of us, and in the darkness, I made her my woman. The bulge in my pants was telling her what I thought of hers. The following morning I woke just after sunrise. Bloody hell. “Hell no that anyone japanes of us goes inside again. Julie quickly grabbed some tissues from her desk and dried her crotch and legs. My eyes are glued to the tentacle as it grows another foot. “Our plan succeeded,” I sent telepathically to my now twin sister. But also the woman’s right to sexual pleasure as well. “Okay kids, I’m off to downtown to shop, anyone want to come with me?” Anyway, maybe we could meet at that place. "Hey, this isn't funny Uncle Henry. “I’m going to ask you some questions and if at any point I think you’re lying to me, I’ll walk out of here and never speak to you again.” “Yeah. “Mmm, just make her explode with that sexy mouth of yours,” she purred. Around six o'clock, Logan goes downstairs and finds his Mom is back from the mall and is in the kitchen hovering over the stove. I looked down my body, past my swaying breasts, amulet dangling with them, and out between my legs at the dark forest. Things I didn't know.