Art by Oo_Sebastian_oOFive Years After Syndrome's Attack"Honestly, sweetie, if there's ever a type of villain you don't want to go solo against, it's ... mind controller."The villainess Mezmerella leaned against the top of a classic ball chair as she spoke. The smooth white plastic of the chair was a half-sphere sliced at a steep angle, the inside filled with red cashmere and soft red cushions.Mezmerella was in full costume, the figure-hugging white catsuit and her long flame-red hair. I said “Oh” Then he said follow me, turned off his lights flashing and headlights, turned around and headed to the beach parking lot. I didn’t think I had a choice so I followed with my lights out. There are a few lights in the lot. He then opened the gate to main lot closest to the beach and proceeded to the darkest part of the lot next to some trees and got out as I was pulling up in back of the his car. I got out and walked to meet him. He is wearing a rain poncho, probably only about 5’7”. I pistoned into her, finally deep enough to slam my balls against her upturned ass, my arms planted at her sides with her legs forced open and draped over my forearms. I was vaguely aware when John and Carol came in on the way to their bedroom, "damn he's drilling her." I was driving Donna into the carpet and she was clawing my shoulders with her nails, grunting, hissing and muttering things in a muffled, guttural voice. As I quickened my pace she started thrashing about under me as if she. " Janice laughed casually, trying to play down the event."Yes, I bet you were," she responded with distaste. "Excuse me officer?" Janice looked at the woman in puzzlement.The officer looked down and then eyed Janice accusingly. She followed her gaze and only then noticed that while she'd been wiggling her little ass around, her skirt had managed to work it's self up her thighs pretty high. "Oh! Oh, excuse me." She felt her face burn hotly in embarrassment as she tried to work the hem back.