I smirked. I squeezed Suzi and she let me climb to my feet.“No one but Yuming, would play anything in the board games locker back in our room.” Da...hawn moaned. “What do you say?”“I know the perfect game!” Pat left the last of the dishes to Marin and zipped around the table. Zoë was chuckling. Renée blushed until she shrieked.“I’m not playing THAT game with--” She went fully red. “I’m sorry. I just thought--Obviously, she meant--” And the rest was not so much words as mumbles.“What?” Pat. She kept herself in peak physical condition, since she knew she had no real super-powers to speak of. Once a slimy criminal had slashed across her arm, creating a nasty cut. She eventually managed to subdue him, but everyone wondered why she wore long sleeves in the middle of summer, at least until the cut healed and she could show her bare arms again.She named herself Empathica and even created a costume for herself. Her exploits had gained some degree of fame (all of the police definitely. She lectured herself that she had to be so careful always to instantly obey anyone else in the house, or she would suffer these consequences if she didn’t as she yelped and gasped with the increasing pain of each smack. Kristina realised that, actually, it was a good thing that she was being punished so humiliatingly, as it told her once and for all that everyone was better than her and she mustn’t be testy, show attitude, or question anything, ever. It reinforced how she had to be subservient. He's a born bottom whore. Make him whine. Make it hurt.Cream his ass. Milk him. Give him your jizz. Davidn. Spunk his hole."David spermed me. It was so hot watching the contortions of his muscled,zero-fat body tremble into orgasm. All of us are a noisy group and Davidscreamed with pleasure, as he was unloading into my plunder.Talk about choreography. David pulled out, took my leg from Bob, Bob movedinto position and plowed into my ass with his chub. Bob was a relentlessas David. There.