We were wandering the trail, grass and flowers dancing with the gentle breeze. The sun was beginning to set, the sky was a beautiful orange hue. I was holding on tight to my partners hand, smiling as we traveled deeper into the meadow. I turned my head to see the most beautiful person I've ever met, but he caught me looking at him and I nervously look away blushing, he smiled and said.

"Yousa know, yousa so beautiful when yousa smile." I had butterflies in my stomach at this point, I felt my knees trembling but I had the strength to keep going. I mean, Jar Jar has the charm to captivate even the most hardest of souls.

"Thanks, babe..." Was all I could muster out. As we moved deeper into the grassy sea, we spot a giant lone oak tree.

"Let's gos relax under dat tree." Jar Jar suggested, I nodded and we briskly jogged towards the tree, upon reaching the tree, we sit against the tree, watching the sunset, still holding hands. Jar jar leaned in and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek, I smile and rotated myself to face him. He looked into my eyes, and I gazed into his eyestalks. His eyes are so beautiful, the golden color is more beautiful than any golden jewelry, his eyes are treasure. We leaned in for a kiss, as we locked lips, he did something that made me shrink a few pant sizes. He started to French me, his long, slimy, tongue rapidly moving around inside my mouth, like a Whiptongue Bulborb attempting to catch Pikmin with its long sexy tongue. As we break from the kiss, I noticed I was getting very sweaty, Jar Jar was smiling, leaned in closer and whispered,

"How about yousa and meesa maken some shu under disa tree?" I was so excited, I was nodding so fast and making the "eeeek" sound. Jar jar slowly unzipped his pants and pulled them down to reveal his twenty one inch monster cock. I swiftly take my pants off and got on all fours and aimed my ass to my lover.

"Yousa in big doo-doo this time." He warned as he crammed his irresistible sausage into my tight balloon knot. Speaking of balloons, my asshole was stretching so much and I had a sudden urge to scream at the top of my lungs but kept strong, it felt so good that Jar Jar Binks was rawdogging my ass. I felt the force each thrust he makes, and I felt so weak that I collapse on the ground with my ass still sticking up, and with one last giant thrust, I heard Jar Jar scream,

"Oh no!" As he began to fill my ass with his warm, sticky, succulent gungan jizz. I flip onto my back, panting at this point, looking at me smiling, I look passionately into his beautiful, golden eyestalks.

The End.