"What are you doing?" gasped Supergirl, looking over her shoulders at Chantelle."I'm fucking your ass," Chantelle giggled before thrusting. "Why do yo... think I licked your asshole?"Supergirl gasped and writhed as my wife invaded her ass with her own clit-turned-cock. Chantelle filled Supergirl's bowels up, pressing on my own cock buried in her pussy. We were tag-teaming the slut, giving it to her from both ends."Yes, yes, yes," I groaned, humping my hips up into Supergirl's cunt, savoring the. I ran it over to her sides and gave them a little squeeze before sliding my hands back over to her stomach. My body was pressed up against her and I gave her neck a couple more gentle kisses. Already my cock was starting to rise. I was already ready even though I knew it would still be a little bit before things got really crazy. My cock didnt care and neither did my mind. Slowly my hands began to rise up higher and higher, going from her stomach up towards her chest. She smiled and slid. “Normally I only see people, like you, through my mirror in the taxi!” I grinned. “Well you must see some sights!” She smiled. “Especially when the clubs close!” I watched her shift again as she propped herself on her elbows. Her big soft breast flesh wobbled as she moved. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her big tits and she saw me looking too. “Sights like me, no doubt!” I suddenly diverted my eyes to her face to see a bemused look in her eyes. “So, do you like what you see?” She asked. Forces, were sent to scour the desert for more invaders. This was just too serious a problem for one small detachment to be responsible for.It took a week to get all of the modifications made in the ambulance, including a new paint job to eliminate the Russian markings and the huge red crosses on the sidepanels. However, once that was done, Jim and his crew were back in business. They decided to head for what had once been California on the original Interstate 10. That skirted most of the.