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Summary of first three parts: Chief Prof Pete Poet strands with five other scientists on planet Creton.
Luckily Creton is Earth-like, so they start to build huts and collect wood, water and fresh fruits from the forests.
Dr. Beryl Burgess is the only woman on my team, who takes an initiative to organise our SEX-lives:
First Monday morning after breakfast Beryl will offer them blow jobs to keep sexual tension in control.
SecondMonday free fucks are on offer, albeit without passion nor any romance or emotions involved:
"NO LOVE, NO KISSES, NO EMO'S"
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BERYL BURGESS BLOWS BEST - BUT IS SHE ALSO A GREAT LAY WHEN PASSION IS BANNED?
Second Monday the five men draw straws to decide order and luck as fuck, I will be first to knock on her door.
When I enter her hut, she smiles broadly and says, “OH! You’re going to be my first? I hoped you'd be.”
We embrace and kiss hungrily for several minutes until we both are so aroused that we have to stop and get
down to it. Beryl steps away, pushes her shorts down, then turns around and bends over her cot, which she
has placed on blocks to raise it up higher in order to position her ass to just the right height to accommodate
our cocks. Then she looks back over her shoulder and says,
“Fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before, Professor Pete.
Ram that wonderful hard cock into me and don’t stop until I beg you to.”
“Mmm. That’s exactly what I’d planned to do, you my blonde beauty Beryl baby!”
I say as I drop my shorts and boxers and get into position behind her. Her pussy folds are already swollen
and wet, and her completely shaved pussy looks so inviting that I want to lick it first. So I drop to my knees
and push my tongue into Beryl’s thick wet folds and start to probe around her mound and lovely love lips.
“Oh god, Peter. That’s not part of our arrangement.”
“Then you want me to stop?” I whisper as I continue to lick and probe her pubis, Mt. Venus and 'butterfly'.
“God no! Don’t stop,” she moans. Soon I find her clit and press my tongue hard against it when I push my
nose into her pussy.
I take here hips by both hands, start to pump into her relentlessly. After a couple of minutes I
grab her shoulders to continue to pound into her. Beryl moans with each ram I make into her.
My stomach slaps against her awesomely attractive ass with each tremendous thrust. Look:
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PROFESSOR POET PETER PASSIONATELY POUNDS BLONDE BEAUTY DOCTOR BERYL BURGESS
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Then I grab her hands and pull them behind her, causing her to utter,
“It feels like you’re violating me, Peter!” “I am ravishing you indeed.
I have wanted to abuse you so badly, from the first moment we met.”
“Oh god, I’m cumming again. Fuck me! Fuck me!” she screams.
A second orgasm sweeps through Beryl’s beautiful body, followed immediately by a third.
She is groaning so loudly that I know the other guys can hear her. But that is their problem.
By the time Beryl’s third orgasm Is waning, I shove hard into her and let my cock explode.
That brings a long loud groan to Beryl’s lips and sent her into a fourth orgasm.
It lasts until my cock stops spurting, then she collapses on the cot, totally spent trying to catch her breath.
I put my hand over her mouth, pull her head up against my shoulder, and whisper warmly into her ear:
“You’re the best fuck I’ve ever had, Beryl. Violating you is much better I ever dreamed it would be.”
Still trying to catch her breath, all Beryl can manage is to utter a few inarticulate whimpers. In my mind she
obviously loves the thought of my ravishing her and had four great orgasms to prove it.
Still, as Commander I feel the tension between our love growing & with its noises the needs of my men.
No idea yet how to solve that problem posed to our peace at Creton - with only this one wanted woman.
=================================================================================
COPYRIGHT CLAIM BY PROF POET PETER @ his 'AMOUR' ACADEMY, AMSTERDAM JULY 3rd 2020
ALL RIGHTS AT PROFESSOR POET-PETER @ 'EXPERIMENTAL EROTIC INTERNATIONAL INSTITUTE'
ALL OUR DEAR READER ARE ADVISED TO CHECK ALL COMMENTS AS WELL: BEST FROM BELOW
Luckily Creton is Earth-like, so they start to build huts and collect wood, water and fresh fruits from the forests.
Dr. Beryl Burgess is the only woman on my team, who takes an initiative to organise our SEX-lives:
First Monday morning after breakfast Beryl will offer them blow jobs to keep sexual tension in control.
SecondMonday free fucks are on offer, albeit without passion nor any romance or emotions involved:
"NO LOVE, NO KISSES, NO EMO'S"
===================================================================================
BERYL BURGESS BLOWS BEST - BUT IS SHE ALSO A GREAT LAY WHEN PASSION IS BANNED?
Second Monday the five men draw straws to decide order and luck as fuck, I will be first to knock on her door.
When I enter her hut, she smiles broadly and says, “OH! You’re going to be my first? I hoped you'd be.”
We embrace and kiss hungrily for several minutes until we both are so aroused that we have to stop and get
down to it. Beryl steps away, pushes her shorts down, then turns around and bends over her cot, which she
has placed on blocks to raise it up higher in order to position her ass to just the right height to accommodate
our cocks. Then she looks back over her shoulder and says,
“Fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before, Professor Pete.
Ram that wonderful hard cock into me and don’t stop until I beg you to.”
“Mmm. That’s exactly what I’d planned to do, you my blonde beauty Beryl baby!”
I say as I drop my shorts and boxers and get into position behind her. Her pussy folds are already swollen
and wet, and her completely shaved pussy looks so inviting that I want to lick it first. So I drop to my knees
and push my tongue into Beryl’s thick wet folds and start to probe around her mound and lovely love lips.
“Oh god, Peter. That’s not part of our arrangement.”
“Then you want me to stop?” I whisper as I continue to lick and probe her pubis, Mt. Venus and 'butterfly'.
“God no! Don’t stop,” she moans. Soon I find her clit and press my tongue hard against it when I push my
nose into her pussy.
I take here hips by both hands, start to pump into her relentlessly. After a couple of minutes I
grab her shoulders to continue to pound into her. Beryl moans with each ram I make into her.
My stomach slaps against her awesomely attractive ass with each tremendous thrust. Look:
=================================================================================
PROFESSOR POET PETER PASSIONATELY POUNDS BLONDE BEAUTY DOCTOR BERYL BURGESS
=================================================================================
Then I grab her hands and pull them behind her, causing her to utter,
“It feels like you’re violating me, Peter!” “I am ravishing you indeed.
I have wanted to abuse you so badly, from the first moment we met.”
“Oh god, I’m cumming again. Fuck me! Fuck me!” she screams.
A second orgasm sweeps through Beryl’s beautiful body, followed immediately by a third.
She is groaning so loudly that I know the other guys can hear her. But that is their problem.
By the time Beryl’s third orgasm Is waning, I shove hard into her and let my cock explode.
That brings a long loud groan to Beryl’s lips and sent her into a fourth orgasm.
It lasts until my cock stops spurting, then she collapses on the cot, totally spent trying to catch her breath.
I put my hand over her mouth, pull her head up against my shoulder, and whisper warmly into her ear:
“You’re the best fuck I’ve ever had, Beryl. Violating you is much better I ever dreamed it would be.”
Still trying to catch her breath, all Beryl can manage is to utter a few inarticulate whimpers. In my mind she
obviously loves the thought of my ravishing her and had four great orgasms to prove it.
Still, as Commander I feel the tension between our love growing & with its noises the needs of my men.
No idea yet how to solve that problem posed to our peace at Creton - with only this one wanted woman.
=================================================================================
COPYRIGHT CLAIM BY PROF POET PETER @ his 'AMOUR' ACADEMY, AMSTERDAM JULY 3rd 2020
ALL RIGHTS AT PROFESSOR POET-PETER @ 'EXPERIMENTAL EROTIC INTERNATIONAL INSTITUTE'
ALL OUR DEAR READER ARE ADVISED TO CHECK ALL COMMENTS AS WELL: BEST FROM BELOW
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