Leaving the heroes to pick up the pieces. Staring at the news feeds of their part in saving the city, Reed smiled and brushed his hands clean.“Well ...hen, looks like it was a complete success.”“I’ll say, Stretch.” Chuckled the Thing, smirking up at the reporter trying to get her dishevelled hair back in place as she reported the city returning to normal. “No more creepy crawlies scurrying up the building.”“I hope Spider-Man is okay, that woman REALLY had it in for him.” Worried Susan, her arms. He was a big boy and I felt it at the back of my throat.His hand was at the back of my head and holding me in place as he began thrusting. I felt disgusting. A whore, sucking my own son’s prick.And I loved it!Pulling my head away I looked at him. He was nervous. I smiled.“You enjoy sucking my thong?” I asked, standing up. He actually blushed. “Let me see you should suck some more.”He grinned and turned to look for them. I took his face in my hands.“Not those - these!” I said raising my. . straight in, all the way in. He knows we play these little games.“Mmmmmm. Perfect!” I say.“There’s only one thing finer than watching you go inside ‘er, Dad. That’s you going inside me,” Deena purred.Poor Bill. He won’t last long. I don’t care. Already had two from Deena and I’m primed and his first one is almost violent, fiery, his splashes deep inside me. His body goes almost rigid with the force of his coming.Deena’s will be longer, slower, almost sedate in comparison with Bill putting out. He was a friend of a friend and wasn’t with anyone too. He walked over to her and just started dancing in front of her, as the songs played he moved closer and soon he was getting a bit bold. Slowly brushing her tits, with the back of his hand and taking brief feels of her ass. They started to play some jive music, and this was like a gift dropping into his lap. As they jived he took his chance to totally feel her boobs and run his hands down her butt. She was enjoying this as the alcohol had.