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JLA - Dark Angel - Part 23 Of 25.
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JLA WatchTower - The Moon - 1:15 PM. Gotham Time.
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Aquaman let out a low groan of pleasure as he felt Barda's cunt
spread open, ready to suck his cock into her pussy.
Arthur had decided that he deserved a sit down, so now it was
him on his back on the table, Barda lowering herself down onto his cock
and getting ready to fuck herself onto him.
Barda laughed happily as she felt the King Of Atlantis' cock
sliding up into her tight cunt. Her juices were already flowing steadily
from her cunt from two previous orgasms, and so as she twisted and ground
her hips about, his cock slid easily into her tight cunt, despite the
tight fit.
She pressed her cunt squarely against his hips, his balls firm
against her asscheeks, and then she pulled up, his cock leaving her
juicy, gripping cunt before she slid back down and slapped against his
hips, making his moan happily.
"You're a tight bitch, Barda," Arthur moaned,"I'm gonna enjoy
fucking you."
"Yeah, me too," gasped Barda, either not noticing the bitch
comment or not caring.
She soon had a steady motion as she humped slowly up and down
on top of him, his cock pressing right up against her eager, shaven
cuntlips as she pushed down and got every last inch of his large cock
deep inside of her.
Aquaman moaned happily at the feel of Barda's delicious, hot cunt,
marveling at the tightness of it about his cock. Whenever she pulled
away he could feel the cool air around the cockshaft before it was replaced
by a fantastic, wet heat as she plunged back down onto him, her large
tits bouncing up and down before his hungry eyes.
She slid up and down his fuckpole, her ass slapping against his
thighs, cuntwalls spreading open and allowing all of his cock to fill her
up again.
Already the sensations that had faded after Steel had cum inside
of her were coming back with a vengeance, and as her mind was enveloped
in sexual need again she began to slam up and down on top of him, plunging
her cunt up and down again and again, grinding her hips back and forth on
top of him, juicy pussy rubbing hard against his crotch as she moved about
on his cock, changing the angle of his cock's entry into her pussy so
that his meat was rasping along her clitoris as it crammed its way back
into her eager, greedy snatch, sending once again dizzying waves of
pleasure throughout her sexy, athletic body.
A hand reached up and gripped one large breast, it was Arthur's
one hand (the other having been replaced by a telepathically controlled
trident) and it began to knead her tit roughly, eliciting moans and groans
of passion from Barda. He twisted her nipple about between his thumb and
forefinger, increasing the buzzing, vibrating pleasure running through
her nipples.
Barda's pink, juicy cuntlips clung onto Arthur's cock as she lifted
and plunged her ass back down, sinking down onto his cockshaft and grinding
her cunt hard against his lap. She threw her head back, her eyes squeezed
shut, and let out an animalistic cry of complete and total pleasure. Her
hips slammed forward and back as she fucked him, her magnificent, curved
asscheeks tensing and clenching with each downward stroke, causing her
cuntlips to clamp and clutch onto his cock, the sides of his dick rasping
along her cuntwalls as she lifted herself up and down again and again.
The powerful superheroine fucked herself harder and harder down
onto him, her cunt gripping onto his dick with greedy, hungry desire,
loving the feel of hot, hard meat inside of her.
"OH YES!!" Barda screamed, grabbing her other breast in one hand
so that now both her mammaries were being groped and fondles. Her other
hand gripped down onto her cuntmound, fingers on either side of his
fucking cock as her thumb pressed against her clitoris, grinding the hard
nub of her lovebutton, knowing the desperately desired orgasm was coming,
and soon.
Barda's beautiful face was contorted in desire, one hand squeezing
one tit as Arthur squeezed the other, while her other hand rubbed and
pressed along her clitoris, her hips ramming up and down, pushing forward
and back as her magnificent, sweating body shuddered and jerked about on
top of The King Of Atlantis.
Her cunt squeezed down on Aquaman's cock harder than it had yet,
creating a groan of intense pleasure from Arthur as the friction of her
cunt around his fuckmeat increased both the pleasure and the sensations
running throughout his lap.
Barda squealed out a high pitched cry of pleasure that
was completely out of character for her,"YESSS!!" she squealed, and her
orgasm finally hit, her juices exploding out from around Aquaman's cock,
tiny sprays of hot cjuntjuice around her cockcrammed cunt firing out
over both of their thighs and asses.
Barda ground her ass down against Arthur's hips, writhing about on
top of him as she came happily, her body jerking about involuntarily, her
hand gripping down hard on one big, fat breast while another finger was
a blur against her clitoris.
"Ahhh shit!!" cried Aquaman and thrust his hips up hard, grinding
against her spongy, juicy cunt as he blew his load, firing his spunk deep
inside of Barda, his cum mixing with hers as she wound down from her
orgasm.
Slowly the powerful heroine fell forward onto Aquaman's chest,
one breast pressing against the warm flesh of his chest, the
other pressing against the cool, unyielding metal of his chestpiece,
which was necessary to hold his prosthetic in place. Her long, black
hair settled against the crook of his neck and his chin and he felt
rather than planned to lift his own hand up and gently stroke her smooth,
raven locks. He wanted to fuck her again all ready, and knew that once
she recovered from her own orgasm she'd want it as well, he just hoped
that he'd be capable of performing.
Gotham Water Processing - June 6th - 1:18 PM.
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Dominic appeared in The Throneroom, his face carefully held
blank as he looked around the giant room.
At every possible entrance, windows, doors, even small cracks
in the room were guarded by the shades of the fourteen Scientists who'd
helped him achieve his dreams. In the center of the room, Superman,
WonderWoman, Flash, Huntress and Green Lantern were engaged in an erotic
orgy, while Martian Manhunter sat a few feet away, gently stroking his
still limp cock, red eyes intently watching the others, apparently not
even aware of Dominic.
- Calm yourself, - Dominic thought, - It's probably some sad
trick of Neron's, trying to knock you off balance in your moment of
triumph. -
But he couldn't get it out of his head, not only was The Black
Canary gone, but his senses - which were attuned powerfully to The Signal,
which let him see what was happening to his victims all around
the world - couldn't pick her up anywhere, and Dominic's reach extended
even to The Moon.
Ridiculous, paranoid thoughts raced through his mind. What if
this was all some trick of The JLA's to lull him into a false sense of
security? Maybe it was some subtle maneuver on Neron's part? Had The
Devil somehow surpassed him after all these years? or worst of all, were
his suspicions of The Batman true?
- NO! - his mind screamed, - I cannot second guess myself now, at
the moment of triumph, as so many others have before me. Batman is just
a man, Neron is a fool and The JLA is mine! -
But for some reason, his thoughts continued to return to Batman.
Bruce Wayne was a man in serious need of medical help, someone
who had never gotten over the pain of the loss of his parents, who had
taken to dressing as a flying rodent and running around at night time
fighting people who pretended to be Clowns and Penguins. He was nothing,
just a latter day Wizard Of Oz who used reputation and special effects
to frighten the foolish and strike fear in the hearts of the superstitious.
- So why are you scared of him, then? - Dominic asked himself,
hating the fact that he was asking the question at all.
- Because Batman always wins, - Dominic thought, - Because despite
everything I've engineered from behind the scenes to occupy The JLA, he's
come through and helped them win. The Pale Martians, The Angel Ivasion,
The Key, The Rock Of Ages, Prometheus, Dr. Julius September, The Ultra
Marines, The Shaggy Man, Solaris and Vandal Savage, in the end it had
always been Batman, whether directly or indirectly, who had saved the
day, when the more powerful Superman, WonderWoman, Flash and Green Lantern
would have failed.
- But. I. Am. Different! - snapped Dominic to himself, - I am
the oldest, wisest and most powerful of any they have ever faced, and
I'll prove it now by doing something none have ever managed to
accomplish. -
"Superman!" he yelled, his voice - which Superman was programmed
to obey in disregard of anything else - cutting through the lust fueled
haze permeating his brain,"Now that my plan is complete, I have no further
need of Green Lantern's power ring, or indeed of Green Lantern... kill him."
Superman's face fell, total confusion stamped on The Man Of Steel's
features.
"K.. kill him?" Superman asked, his hands on WonderWoman's hips,
his cock buried in her asshole,"Kill Kyle?"
"Yes," snapped Dominic, in no mood to have his orders questioned.
Suddenly Clark's face became hard, almost set in stone, and he
pulled away from WonderWoman's butthole, making her moan in disappointment,
and then she squealed happily as The Flash zoomed away from Huntress, who
had been giving him a blowjob while Green Lantern fucked her cunt, and
instantly plugged The Amazon's ass again with his own cock.
"Kill Kyle," Superman grunted, and moved forward, his eyes dark
and unreadable.
Dominic didn't expect Kyle to die, he expected Superman's mind to
rebel and try to fight off the mental control Dominic had exerted over
him via the incredibly advanced genanites that had invaded his bloodstream
when he'd passed through The Joker's kryptonite forcefield. He would
discover that this was beyond his capabilities, and his mind would fry
and burn and leave him an indestructible corpse.... and a corrupted soul
at Dominic's disposal more powerful than almost any other in the history
of the Universe.
All Superman had to do was pull back with his fist, throw it
forward and have it pause just half an inch behind Kyle's unsuspecting
head, and then his mind would backlash against itself and The Man Of Steel
would be dead.
Superman pulled back with his fist, threw it forward.... and it
paused three quarters of an inch behind Kyle's unsuspecting head.
Held there by a powerful, green skinned hand around his wrist,
clutching down with a grip more powerful than Superman had ever felt.
"No," The Martian Manhunter, still naked, said,"This madness has
been allowed to go on long enough."
"What is this?" roared Dominic in disbelief,"Manhunter, release
him!"
J'onn turned about and fixed Dominic with a stare of
such unbelievable contempt that the villain actually took a couple of
steps back. His heel hit the back of the step and he fell backwards,
hitting the ground hard, his head lancing with pain as it connected with
cold, unyielding marble. His eyes closed in agony and he felt a strange
heaviness wash over him, then his eyes sprung back open and he realized
that The JLA'ers could be on him any second. Completely shocked by this
unprecedented turn of events, he leaped to his feet, drawing himself up
with as much dignity that he could.
He was a little taken aback by the sight that greeted him, Kyle
was still slamming his cock into Helena's eager pussy, her tits bouncing
up and down, hair plastered to her forehead. The Flash was speed fucking
WonderWoman's asshole, ignoring the two most powerful heroes in the room,
who were locked together in a test of strength, fingers locked together,
arms locked over their heads, straining against each other, neither one of
them giving an inch.
He felt a moment of thanks that they hadn't seemed to have noticed
his momentary vulnerability, then decided that rather than attempting to
retrain J'onn, he would just get him out of the way.
"How dare you question MY AUTHORITY!" he snarled, pointing a
finger at J'onn, his eyes dark pools of unending blackness. At his feet,
called up as if from nowhere charged rats, snakes and spiders, blindly
crawling and slithering over each other and his feet,"If you think you
have known fear before, you were mistaken!"
Fire burst up around Superman and The Manhunter's naked bodies,
harmless to The Last Son Of Krypton but deadly to the last Green
Martian. J'onnz's eyes widened somewhat, but he didn't back away, in
fact he seemed to increase the pressure he was applying to Superman. His
teeth gritted and his skin caught on fire, but he didn't cry out and
didn't attempt to escape the flames, instead he pushed back harder on
Superman, whose eyes grew wide as he was pushed back several inches.
And then the flames went out.
"What is this?" gasped Dominic, then attempted to ignite the
flames again... except nothing occurred.
"How can this be?" cried Dominic in total disbelief, never had his
will been thwarted like this, not since he was overthrown from his seat
on The Throne of Hell, before he'd even had a chance to warm it.
"Because I willed it to be so," said a new voice, a dangerous,
dark voice that struck fear into Dominic's heart.
He looked up from Manhunter and Superman's struggle and took in
the speaker, he felt his heart sink despite his mind's protests to the
contrary.
Batman was back.
JLA WatchTower - The Moon - 1:18 PM. Gotham Time.
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Maxima wasn't having a good time.
Well, that wasn't exactly true, she was having a good time, just
not as good a time as she could be having.
She had been really getting off on licking, rubbing, sucking and
fucking Catwoman, and she'd also enjoyed it when Plastic Man split his
cock in two and began to fuck her and her lesbian lover, then loved it
even more when he split his cock again, this time so it was in four
separate tendrils and began to fuck Maxima and Catwoman's cunt and ass
simultaneously.
But she knew there was more, that she was missing out on something
from this fucking.
Plastic Man seemed to sense this, and responded by increasing the
size of the penises inside of Maxima's cunt and ass. Catwoman, meanwhile,
was cumming her brains out, screeching like a cat as she thrust and
pounded her hips up against Maxima's, then down hard onto Plastic Man's.
Maxima wished she could get into it like Catwoman was, but what she wanted
wasn't size or girth, but power. She wanted the raw unadulterated power
she'd sensed in Superman, which had attracted her to him in the first
place, but it was something Plastic Man didn't have.
She looked up at the table where Aquaman was slamming it to Big
Barda for the second time, while Steel dragged himself up to the table
and presented his cock to her mouth, which she eagerly took in. She had
a sense that Aquaman had that power, although not as powerful as Superman,
and could make her screech like a bitch in heat, but knew that Barda
wouldn't take kindly to having her man taken from her.
So she remained on top of Catwoman, whose tongue was currently
inside of Maxima's mouth, exploring her oral orifice, their large breasts
sliding all over each other as their cunts and asses were fucked harder
and harder by Plastic Man. She would just have to be content with a good
fuck, rather than a great one.
And then a large, powerful hand grabbed her shoulder and she was
being pulled up off of Catwoman, Plastic Man's cocks pulling loose from
her cunt and her butthole.
"Wha?" she cried, and found herself being held easily in the
air by one hand, a hand belonging to a thickly muscled arm which in turn
belonged to a naked, red headed man who radiated waves of power.
"You want a fuck?" asked Orion, Son Of Darkseid and The 'New God'
of War,"Prepare to be fucked!"
Gotham Water Processing - June 6th - 1:19 PM.
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"GET HIM!" roared Dominic, pointing at Batman, who stood across
the other side of the room, a tall pillar of black, his cape wrapped
over his chest, head lowered so very little of his chin showed, making
him appear to be nothing but white eyes within a field on impenetrable
blackness.
The Shades of fourteen dead Scientists leaped at Batman from
all across the room, their very touch meant death and no physical object
could block their path.
Batman threw wide his cape, far wider that it should have been
capable of opening and immediately the fourteen Shades were lunging at
his chest. He pulled his cape closed over his chest, pulling it tight
against his skin, his grim expression unchanged.
"Wha... what!?!" cried Dominic in disbelief.
The Dark Knight Detective opened his cape up, eyes glowing white
back at Dominic, and fourteen Scientists fell out, lab coats, spectacles,
bad hair and all. They were moaning, groaning and twitching in pain on
the floor, but they were all alive.
"No," gasped Dominic, shaking his head,"That isn't possible."
Batman turned his gaze onto the other members of The JLA, Flash
fucking WonderWoman's asshole, Green Lantern fucking Huntress' cunt and
Superman and Martian Manhunter both struggling to push back the
other. The Caped Crusader frowned, then lifted one black gloved hand
and snapped his fingers.
"Enough."
Suddenly, all of them stopped.
"Oh fuck, Diana, I'm sorry!" gasped Wally, realizing that he was
buttfucking WonderWoman.
"Oh," said Kyle, stopping mid-stroke into Helena's cunt,"Oops."
"J'onn?" asked Superman.
"I'm glad you've recovered your senses," The Martian Manhunter
replied, releasing Superman's hands,"I would have been displeased to be
forced to beat you senseless."
Superman just smiled, letting his hands relax, then he turned
and glared at Dominic, his eyes glowing red.
"H.. how?" cried Dominic, completely taken aback at this huge
reversal of fortune.
"Since when do I need a reason? an explanation?" asked Batman,"I
am Batman, I always win in the end, I always find a way to defeat the
odds, why do you find this so strange?"
"No...." cried Dominic in disbelief,"It can't just end like this!
You can't just walk in and snap your fingers and eons of planning are
ended! You CAN'T!!"
"I just did," replied Batman, and suddenly he seemed taller,
more menacing,"I can do anything, I am The Dark Knight, The
Caped Crusader, Batman, The Bat. I strike fear into the hearts
of criminals, I bring justice to the impoverished, foil the plans of the
unjust."
"I'M NOT SOME IGNORANT SAVAGE!!" screamed Dominic in a fury,
snakes, spiders and rats bursting out of nothingness at his feet, small
flames erupting on his clothes, not burning the material but flickering
and twisting about like things alive,"I AM THE FIRST BORN SON OF HELL,
NOT SOME SOCIALLY MALADJUSTED THUG LOOTING THE CORNER MARKET!"
A black gloved hand gripped his throat, Batman somehow covering
the distance between them unnoticed, the two of them standing in the only
clear area of the floor, the rest of the room covered with the vermin
that had burst out from Dominic's fury.
"You're a thug with powers," replied Batman calmly,"A pathetic
lesser demon with delusions of grandeur. The reason you've not struck
until now isn't because you've been building up a master plan, but because
you're scared of Neron, and the reason he hasn't noticed you is because
you're beneath his notice, you don't even have a soul for him to corrupt!"
"THAT. ISN'T. TRUE!" roared Dominic and slammed one arm down onto
the hand gripping his throat, bringing all his powers to bear on the single
limb, which would not just shatter the bone beneath but vaporize it...
but nothing happened.
Batman flung him back onto the ground before The Machine, tossing
him away with contemptuous ease, as if Dominic was just another of the
hired thugs that so many supervillians used.
Dominic slid along the marble, vermin parting before him, and
rammed into the thrumming, vibrating Machine. At it's touch he felt his
anger fade away, his rage disappear as The Machine reminded him of his
plan, and how it was currently running towards fruition.
"You're wrong, Batman," Dominic laughed, staring up at
the towering figure of The Dark Knight above him,"This Machine of mine
can't be touched by anyone but me, and right now it's pumping a signal
worldwide which is starting billions on the track to total corruption
in MY name!"
And then, behind him, The Machine's humming vibrations coughed,
spluttered and finally stopped.
JLA WatchTower - The Moon - 1:21 PM. Gotham Time.
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Orion pressed Maxima's back against the cool material of The
Lab Wall, easily holding her up with one hand. The powerful fingers of
his other hand roved down between her legs and cupped the rounded mound
of her cunt. The redhead whimpered happily, strangely submissive in
his hands, when usually she was much more involved in fucking.
Maxima threw her arms around the powerful JLA'ers broad, powerful
shoulders and raised her legs up, spreading them wide apart so that he
could enter her.
"Yes!" growled Orion, his teeth gritted into a fierce smile,"I am
going to fuck you hard!"
He'd come through on a Boom Tube, ignoring the JLA Teleporter
set up for him, and instantly been struck by The Signal. He'd begun to
tear his costume off, then his Mother Box had compensated for the chemical
imbalance being created in his mind and he'd wondered what he was doing,
until The Signal pushed past this and recreated the imbalance, which The
Mother Box compensated for again. Being constant, The Signal continued
to create an imbalance, while The Mother Box continued to compensate and
readjust his mind. He'd gone from overwhelming lust to baffling anger,
back to lust to angered confusion to outright calm to lust again, driving
him wild as his mind was fucked around with. He'd taken to clawing at
the air to try and stop The Signal, but it wasn't something physical that
he couldn't get at, unlike his Mother Box. Finally, in his desperation
to stop the pain in his head, he'd ripped away The Mother Box and crushed
it with one powerful fist, knowing full well his mind would be overwhelmed
but not caring, just wanting the hurting to stop.
Now he pulled his hand from her cunt and took hold of his stiff,
throbbing prick while the other slid under her and cupped her rounded
ass, holding her steady against the wall.
Eager to get at her, Orion pressed his cock into the former member
of the Justice League's waiting vagina, his thick slab of cockmeat feeding
forward into her cuntlips. He forced his meat inch by inch into her
juicy, tight cunt, his fierce smirk growing wider and wider as he pushed
into the redhead's cunt.
"Tight!" he growled, spit flying from his mouth. His mind had
become like an animals, without The Mother Box to curtail his violent
tendencies, and with The Signal flooding his mind with the need for sex,
he wasn't going to let anything stop him getting some pussy. He eased
his big cock into her tight twat slow and steady, loving the feel of
juicy cuntwalls parting before his cock.
He felt his cock swell as a buzzing, vibrating wave seemed to
swell through his body, recognizing it on a primal level as his nerve
endings prickled and shuddered in happiness.
Maxima's cunt was excreting copious amounts of cuntjuice as she
responded to not just his cock, but the innate power she sensed in him,
something that made him perfect to be her mate. It wasn't long before
he was balls-deep into her tight, velvety cunt, groaning happily as his
prick lodged fully inside of her snatch. Orion grabbed the cheeks of her
firm, rounded ass and pulled back, then thrust forward deep into her
again, making Maxima squeal like a stuck pig as she felt the fullness of
his large, powerful prick shove it's way into her magnificent cunt.
- Plastic Man's dick was nothing compared to this! - she thought
wildly, her mind gleeful, - He could make it this big if he wanted to,
but he could never match Orion's power, his strength! -
Jerking and bucking her hips up to meet Orion's fucking, screwing
cock, Maxima gripped onto his shoulders and let out intense, hard moans
of ecstasy each time his big prick thrust forward, rubbing her clit with
every stroke. She squirmed her ass about wildly onto Orion's large hand,
which was almost able to cup both her asscheeks by itself. She arched
her back and gyrated her hips as his cock penetrated her deeply, filling
her totally as he strained to get every inch of his cock deep inside of
her cock-hungry snatch.
Orion leaned forward, still grinning madly as he thrust hard up
into her cunt, and captured one of her hard, stiff nipples into his mouth
and began to suck on it, eliciting even more moans of pleasure to spill
from Maxima's parted lips. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling
herself down hard onto his fucking cock as she tried to bounce up and down
onto his cock, giving it everything she had.
As the powerfully built redhead fucked her, Maxima couldn't help
but wonder what another powerful man's cock - say Superman's - would
feel like. Orion was big, and his cock felt wonderful fucking it's
way into her cunt, but she knew from just a few hours earlier
that Superman's cock felt better, just holding it in her hands had driven
her wild.
Her mind paused quizzically for a second, why had she been in
Superman's apartment that morning? How had she known where it would be?
Every time she tried to think of the reason, she got a flash of a woman
with purple hair and mocking eyes, but that was all.
Then Orion ground his cock hard against her clit and she forgot
all about that, crying out happily as she fucked back down onto his
thrusting, slamming cock.
Unexpectedly, Orion pulled her mouth to his and kissed
her roughly, his tongue pressing into her mouth as his cock slammed
into her cunt. After a moment she responded eagerly, pressing her own
tongue forward across his own, tasting him, exploring his mouth as he
He held her hips with both hands and began to pull her down as
he fucked up into her, moving away from the wall so that she could lean
back slightly. This allowed him to shift the angle of his fucking thrusts
into her cunt, and the upper ridge of his prick rasped gloriously against
the hard nub of her sensitive clitoris. Maxima groaned loudly, bucking
her hips against him, close to orgasm now, knowing one more stroke and
she'd be there.
"Uhhh! YES!" she cried,"YES! FUCK ME, DO IT!!"
Maxima came, her mouth screaming out a quick succession
of high-pitched moans and squeals, grinding her tight pussy hard onto
the powerful man's cock.
Orion, of course, continued to fuck her as she came, slamming
inside of her cuntlips, pushing into her cuntwalls, burying his prick
deep inside of her tight little twat. He left his cock buried inside of
her as Maxima - exhausted beyond belief, her mind a white-hot haze of
sated, sexual lust - let her legs drop from around his waist and fall
away, allowing Orion to hold her up in the air by the hips, her cunt
impaled onto his cock as he shot his sperm deep up inside of her, stream
after stream of thick, ropey sperm.
He was still hard! Maxima felt her cunt quiver at the thought
that maybe Orion could do this to her again, fuck her like he just had,
raw, caveman sex that would blast her into the stratosphere of another
fantastic orgasm.
"Orion," she whispered into his ear as he buried his face into
the crook of her neck,"That was great, please.... do it again?"
Orion lifted his head and looked at her, his face stoic, eyes
cold and unemotional. She was taken aback, feeling a fluttery panic
rise up in her chest.
Then his mouth broke open into another fierce grin, his teeth
gritted together as if he was going to snarl and bite at her, but his
eyes eager and excited.
"Fuck!" he grunted at her,"Good!"
And it was good, the second time.
The third time was better.
The fourth time the best, or so she thought.
Until the fifth.
End Part 23 Of 25.