Captain Marvel Jr.

And she loved every minute of it. Getting her pussy eaten by Frankenstein, getting fucked by Superman, and later, doing sixty-nine with Wonder Woman, riding up and down on the stiff cock of the Green Hornet, getting fucked in her mouth by Batman, and then Robin, who turned out to be the real son of the man who was dressed as Batman. It was juicy fun. It was hours before she found herself on a bed in a sumptuous bedroom with Captain Marvel, who was none other than. Bob. "I've been watching you, you horny little bitch," he said hotly, "and I'm hot for your naked pussy." "Take it," Karen breathed hotly. So he pushed his face between her legs and ate her pussy to his heart's content. And when it was all squirmy and horny to fuck, he got up and gazed at it writhing on the big bed. "Don't tease me," she panted. "You've got my pussy so hot!" "I'm not teasing you," he said. "I'm just getting you ready." "For… what?" she rasped. That's when Zorro entered the picture, masked man who had been watching with a huge, thick, stiff, wet cock. "Here she is, Zorro," Bob laughed. "All yours." Karen stared up at the mystery man and her mouth fell open in wander as he took, over where Bob had left off ...»