Inquisitor Morning Perks

You are the first to wake after dreamless sleep. Antoinette is cuddled against your muscular chest, you spooning her with one arm around her frail form beneath the covers.

The first sunbeams reflect on her pale skin. Her blonde hair is draped over the sheets, touching your cheeks. You briefly wonder how Non- psykers dream.

Not content only to admire your latest conuquest, you trail your left hand downwards. Her flesh is like velvet under your exploring fingers. You hand encounters a mound and you grip it, weighing it in your hand, admiring the firm softness.

She groans something incomprehensible in half sleep.

Slowly, you are getting in the mood. You hear her inhale sharply as roll her nipple between your fingers.

"Good Morning Dr. Bergerac. I hope your sleep was satisfying. " You nibble her earlobe gently.

"Hm my Lord. You can sometimes be annoyingly persistent, you know that?"

You grin as your hand travels over her abdomen, and downwards.

"I am seeking your counsel regarding my rehabilitation training. Do you know of any worthwhile exercises, Dr Bergerac?"

She cringes against your form as your fingers find her clit. Your other arm wanders around too now, pressing her against your form as you pleasure her, not like the ways you did with Anna, you think, but tenderly and slow. It is not long before your fingers are wet and probing her depths, the blonde woman purring like horny cat in your arms.

She turns around to face you and you pull away your fingers. You want to grip her when she takes your hand and licks them clean, tasting herself, her eyes fixing you. Yours go wide as you feel hear hands slip into your trousers, gripping your hot sceptre.

"Well My lord, i am sure we can think of something to get you in.... shape" She smiles. And takes you into her mouth with one try.

You want to say something like "Is it that what one does learn at the Medical facilities these days?" but with her warm orifice gripping you tigthly, her tongue rolling over your tip, her wet walls massaging your shaft, you are occupied enough with restraining.

As your hand tames her wild blonde hair behind her back you admire the blonde's beauty. Well, deepthroating your cock like she just did, gaggin loudly around your girth, was a definite bonus, but there were also someehing beyond. Somethng in that vulnerability you appreciated.

You need her.

Swiftly, you grip her, throwing her on the bed. As you kneel on the sheets, she opens her legs for you invitingly. Her eyeing you, one hand reaches down and spreads her glistening folds.

now

You lift her hips a little as you invade her snatch, her pussy being so wet you slide in with ease. She groans at being filled with your spear and reaches up to you, pulling you in a passionate union as you take a moments breath, acommodating yourself to the warm walls gripping you.

Locking your gazes, you set off into a slow rhythm, easing your full girth into your willing surgeon, her thighs bucking up against you, daring you to fill every spot.

Your pace quickens slowly, you kissing her breathlessly open lips, your cock slamming deep into her snatch with every thrust you make.

Not content with your current position, you recline, picking her up seating her on your massive girth, holding her by her legs. Her astounded impression tells you she is new to this sort of lovemaking.

Your suspicion is confirmed by the cries of pleasure as you rut into her like a beast, holding her in your arms tightly, not letting a centimetre of her skin touch the ground.

It is not long before her screams reach a first heigth and her walls clam down hardly on your proud intruder, drops of girlcum running down your balls and over the inner sides of your legs.

As she spasms in Orgasm, you slow not down in the slightest, driving her through it into the next, her cunt firmly impaled on your cock, your tip knocking on the door to her womb.

This time her shaking legs proove too much for your regenerating muscles and you sit back on the bed, the blonde promptly beginning to ride you roughly. One of her hands reach into your mouth in a gesture of dominance and you are only too happy to chew at them gently.

Her hips begin to gyrate on your cock as she begins to exploit the feats of an extensive interest in Ballett. Groaning, you feel your own peak nearing. Your hands reach up to her jiggling tits and you pince the nipples teasingly.

From now on it is a contest, the Blonde part riding you with audible *smacks, part gyrating her hips to acommodate you and you bucking up into her, massaging her breasts. Both are you near the edge.

With one last, mighty push upwards, you drag her fully down on your cock, gripping her tightly, sheathing yourself fully into her. Your fear your balls are about to fly from your scrotum as you send burst after violent burst in the blondes unprotected womb.

Anna.

The sensation of being creampied sends her over the edge as well, and you tremble in each others arms violently, as you both reach your climaxes. Afterwards you lie in each others arms, in deep embrace, exhausted.

Your rest is suddenly disrupted, as you hear the engine of a shuttle flying over the Convent in landing pattern.

Terrax Pattern. Inquisition issue.....

Damnation!

Antoinette yelps with bewilderment, as you throw her off you, jumping out of the cum-stained sheets and into your clothes, hurrying out of the room....