Then again, all we'd do is sit the same room, not talking. I could do that alone.Sally's mom met me at the door. "The girls are downstairs, playing on...the computer. You know, Mr. Marcus, I think Sally has a crush on you. She talks about you all the time."Great! I'm dead meat if Sally's folks find out what we've done."And now I can see why," she continued.She shifted her weight from one leg to the other, throwing her hip under her short skirt and peering at me through half-closed eyes. I didn't. .please?, she trembled out weakly. No reply from the stud, he was busy slowing down into a moment he had waited for. She felt his shaft thicken and stiffen, he stood upright onto his size 13 boots, she rose into the air, her feet leaving her high heels on the dirty floor, yes she was impaled on him now. For the 1st time she had his 12" mambo all the way in. She could feel her uterus pushing up as he rested his bell end against it.She looked about and saw Anna with a young black stud up her from. "You slide your fingers back down the sides of my pussy lips and back up again stopping before my button. I moan as I begin to feel your cock grow with excitement. "I guess if you don't want it..." You say with a smirk. You trail you fingers slowly above my slit, up my side and give my breast a firm caress. You release my hair and slide your hand out of my shirt. "Oh no...I do want !!" I said louder than I intended. "I want you to take me now" I go to turn...then you say...."take off your. ’ Ahh, yes…you knew I was getting back to Batgirl. Somehow it had to make sense. He could have vaporized me. I had something on the Lord of Apokalypse…on all these freaks. I wasn’t just the random entertainment. They NEEDED me to fuck Supergirl. They presumed my inflated libido would naturally cause me to want to fuck anything in spandex with a warm, wet slit. And they’d be right about that. They certainly did their research. ‘Wait….hold it….’ I shook my head. I took a step toward Supergirl..