After the fact, she was still a sweetheart, but pretty clear that she thought it wasn’t right for it to happen again; no worries, I was on my way ou... and too fucked in the head at the time to really process anyway. So I was driving Laura to her place, a little disappointed in a rather quiet trip and doing some internal grumbling about shitty luck and bullshit leave schedules, and it must have shown on my face because she turned down the music and poked me to bring me around.She looked at me. My marriage – ha! She was fucking other guys from the beginning. Before the beginning. It was never a marriage. The only good things to come out of that whole mess were in the kitchen making breakfast, at the moment.When I opened the door, there was Lexi. No it was Mandy. She had a complete set of clothes for me. She handed them to me, pointed me at the bedroom and said, "Dressed, breakfast, then talk." She shut the door behind me. "Really, Dad," she shouted in through the closed door, "Tighty. “Oh, Jesse, do that more! You know, on that spot!”I lowered my mouth to her pussy, closed my lips around her and sucked softly while I ran the tip of my tongue over her clitoris. Francesca moaned, gasped, and groaned, and I felt her hand on my head, pushing me down onto her. It didn’t take long before her body shook. ‘Three!’ I thought.“Jesse!” she squealed. “Keep doing that!”I did and counted ‘Four!’ and ‘Five!’ before I couldn’t wait any longer, and stopped licking her.“You stopped!” she. She then slammed his chest on her knees which dealt a powerful blow to Superman. Right after that, she slammed his body on the ground, lifted him back up and slammed him down again. Superman rolled over on to his back only for Callisto to grab him again.Callisto grabbed him by the waste and lifted him as if he weighed nothing. Then she threw him at least a hundred feet. Superman could not believe it, he was being manhandled by a beautiful young woman. The citizens of Metropolis could not.