But that was years ago, now, your power were on a whole new level compared to a guy whose powers were bubble making or the other guy with impeccable y...delling skills. You knew with enough training, your power could become quite formidable and becoming a garrison level superhero would happen in no time.But even a superhero has got to eat and so today, you find yourself in a lengthy queue at a convenience store. The line was moving really slow and the guy behind you just invented a new superpower. It was almost like a dare, so he thrust hard pushing his massive cock into me stretching my vagina. He started plunging in and out of me, grunting and moaning with each thrust. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pounded my pussy hard. Moments later every nerve in my body exploded from the waves of orgasm flowing through my body. I can’t help release a scream from the orgasm. I know everyone is looking at me. Moments later I feel him push hard and deep. He grunts a long deep growl. "Close the door, just like I asked," he said slowly and confidently.I closed the door then turned to face him. He got up from the chair andstood about a foot away from me. I looked down to my feet but I couldfeel his eyes burning into me."You're not Polish are you," he said. It was more of a statement than aquestion. What could I say. He had me. I shook my head.His eyes narrowed. "Now why would someone pretend to be Polish?" heasked himself. I could sense he was trying to figure this. She held it at her midriff; her breasts still in plain view, less than a metre in front of him. "How old are you?" she asked.Mickey took a deep breath, trying to regain his composure. "What? Oh, I'm 28," he replied.Amy nodded. "And your girlfriend? How old is she?"Mickey swallowed, though his mouth was bone dry. "Umm..she's 29. Why do you ask?"Amy shrugged. "Has she got nice tits?"Mickey frowned. "Well, I..I guess." Amy furled her brow, looking at him inquisitively. "You guess?" she quizzed..