Her repeating cries were arousing him. He fucked and spanked her long and hard, giving poor heroine double dose of pain. Finally he came, holding her ...ight, his fingers almost sunk in her tender skin as he filled her womb with her thick semen, taking care to make it all remain inside her well fucked pussy. After his final load he let her go, making her fall on the floor with his cum leaking from between her legs. Just a picture of Supergirl's battered, bruised body on the dirty floor,. She used all her force to evade him from her soft pink center, but to no avail. In fact, her resisting him made him angry, and he leaned in closer to her and whispered in her ear:"Don't be foolish, you little slut. You're going to take it whether you want to or not, and if you try to fight me again, I'll beat you so hard you wont know which way is up when it's all said and done. Now be a good little girl and spread em' before Lucy'll cut you from C to A." Constance closed her eyes and dreamed. He sat at the table, looking around. One thing he didn't loose in the metamorphosis was the ability to be comfortable by himself. He looked at the folks around him, enjoyed the quiet bustle of the waiters. The smells were spectacular.Then he saw her walking over to him. She was dressed in a red silk shirt, more crimson than any other colour. The neckline was deliciously open to hint at something lacy underneath, and a succulent flash of her bosom. Her black pants were more form fitting than. I was sitting at the table in front of my curry, but I hadn’t started eating it. Hard to eat and talk at the same time, especially with Lolita, or Rie, sitting across from me. Perhaps sensing my awkwardness, Rie took a rice ball from a bag she was carrying, and started unwrapping it. ‘Please, eat while it’s hot,’ she said. ‘It’s better that way.’ She smiled, gingerly taking a bite of her seaweed-wrapped ball of rice, which did in fact make me feel better about taking a bite of the curry.