R. Labs and Clayface belong to the DCComics universe. My artistic license in mixing the two up is, I think,excusable given that even DC and Marvel hav... undertaken joint venturesfor various comic issues. The only other thing I need to say is thatall trademarks of Marvel or DC which appear in my text are thetrademarks of Marvel or DC. Bet you didn't know that before I told you,huh?Enjoy.Author's 2nd note (2006-03-29)This note is added as part of the story submission to Fictionmania.tv.For the. The jerking glans of his prick kissed at the brown ring his mouth had so marvelously prepared. She groaned, tensing at the intimate contact of their naked bodies. Patiently, he waited, whispering and soothingly working the dual mounds of her perky ass. Slowly, she relaxed again, nodding for him to proceed.Which is exactly what he did!The gorged crown of his jelly-slickened rod nudged at the taut ring of muscle. He pushed forward against the puckered mouth, gently increasing the pressure of his. Her t-shirt was tight, but I didn’t see any bra straps. When she caught me checking her out, her apple cheeks drew her lips into a clever smile.She put my lemonade on the coffee table. Droplets of water ran down the glass and pooled in the coaster. I felt heat coming off her body when she sat next to me. Hair had recently come in on my chest, and she seemed fascinated by the rivulets of sweat that trickled slowly from one follicle to another. “Topless—that’s a great idea.” She sat forward and. “Careful, sis, you might end up cumming just talking about it.”“Would that be a problem?” she asks, grinning wickedly at him.“Not at all,” Carson replies.At this moment the doorbell rings. “It’s Jessica,” Cassandra groans. Carson kisses her quickly. His sister squeezes his cock and kisses him back. He turns for the door as his sister heads in the opposite direction.When he opens the door, he is almost shocked to see Jessica. Instead of her usual attire of loose fitting clothes, usually.