’ Those two words of praise caused my pussy to spasm once more. He had yet to come so he allowed me to rest my upper body against the couch while he...raised my hips to fuck me. I felt limp like a ragdoll as I felt him use my body for his own pleasure this time. He lunged into me rapidly using short strokes. ‘Oh yeah, fuck, yeah, I’m coming!’ He howled as he thrust into me one final time and lay still while he finished ejaculating. It was only at that point that we became aware of the presence of. . you are suggesting that...?"I meekly nodded my head. She was angry (but not much). She said, "You must be out of your mind even to think of that."I replied back, "You just said that you would be thankful to that lady for your father. The situation is not much more different here. Is it? Of course, it is your choice." I shrugged my shoulder in complete detachment. "And you are suggesting this to your wife?" She asked.I said, "It is just a thought. It does not have to happen. There is no need. Hoping this terrible ordeal would soon be over she began to lick and suck his deflating cock. It didn’t take more than a few minutes before his cock sprang back to life and he resumed fucking her face. He squatted down to better thrust his cock and balls against her chin while simultaneously tugging on the bells attached to her nipples. She screamed as he pulled the clamps and stuffed his whole cock and balls as deep as they could possibly go. The man in her ass stayed there, cock growing. The eighteen-year-old virgin was tormented by these dreams as she strongly believed in the purity of the superhero. She must remain unstained…she must remain pure. Any such corruption could weaken her senses and make her vulnerable. As she finally calmed her vagina down, she sensed someone in crisis. Frantic she hopped out of the tub, quickly got into her patent pink leotard, black skirt, pink belt, black heeled boots, mocha pantyhose and trademark pink cape. She cursed, well cursed for.