“I’ve not ... done ... this ...” . “Let me help you get ready”, I murmured, and leaned down to make love to his crack and his hole with my l...ps and my tongue and my spit. As my lips massaged his hole, it began to flex open and shut. Soon I could tell that this was no reflex; Bobby was doing this. I could have happily gone on longer, but I could tell that he wanted me inside him. When I raised my head, he pulled me up his body.On the bed I sat back on my hips, raised his to me. My cock, as hard. It was easy for a Men to rise in his career when he was clever, but for a woman it was much harder. And that she looked like a Wet-Dream wasn’t making it any easier for her. Many villains had tried to rape her, seduce her, mind control her or anything like that. That she thought about all of this was a clear sign that she was bored.Bored with her Life, Bored with her Powers and bored of this stupid scientist that was talking about the Myths of Asgard and the northern Religion. Didn’t he have a. So he follows me out and I damn well projectile vomited between two cars -I can hear all these people goin' 'disgusting' and 'oh my' but I don't givea fuck basically.Naturally the bouncer won't let us back in the club so pissed as newts meand Van kinda roll down the street and even though I feel better because Ithrew up I'm startin' to feel real tired. We go into this bar and order ashot of bourbon each but it doesn't wake me up. So we stand on a cab rankback near the club and wait to see if. My wife undressed him and dragged him to the bed. She hadn't been lying about his cock and I watched in awe as she struggled to fit the fat, bulbous head in her small yet eager mouth.Darrell seemed unconcerned with my presence and I was uncomfortable joining in so I watched."I've thought about this for so long," my wife whispered, thrusting a dagger into my heart as she pushed him onto the bed beside me. She straddled his waist and lowered her married white pussy onto his big black cock..