It's not something you can really just shout out. So I figured I would go a couple of times a week and try to get to know him at least a little bit. H... was a quiet type, skinny and not too tall, maybe about 5'10. Seemed like a nice guy. I eventually worked conversation into finding out that he didn't have a girlfriend and he was 22 years old, in college, and his name was Alex. I decided I would wait until after he was done work to talk to him outside and finally just straight out ask him, what. Alf made the first move, beckoning me to kneel down before him as he unzipped his trousers.As he did so I smiled at the others in the room. it was obvious now that i was gagging for some stiff cock and was acting like a bitch on heat."Go on Anna get your lips around Alf's cock", Phillip was urging me on.I eagerly did as requested and sank to my knees. I positioned myself in front of Alf as his trousers dropped to the floor, quickly joined by his underpants. I was then surrounded by all of the. As Luthor stared out of his office window overlooking Metropolis… or, more specifically, the Daily Planet… thoughts of Superman crept back into his head and those thoughts turned into fantasies. So deep in thought was Mr. Luthor that he didn’t even notice the growing erection forming a tent in his tailored slacks.AT THE DAILY PLANET: Clark Kent was deeply troubled. He had just returned to the Daily Planet after a long and intense fuck-feast with Lois. His overpowering urge for immediate relief. But his eyes were so much worse.Black but for the smallest slit of red down the middle that I could scarcely make out only because they were focused on me. Eyes gone dead, without the slightest hint of recognition. But still, they were beautiful."Talon?" I breathed hesitantly, hoping that his name or my voice would bring a response. But nothing happened; he just hovered a scant inch from the spell keeping him imprisoned and let his gaze bore into mine. Trying the link we shared, I found the.