Tio_Narratore
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Hair rippling in the spark-laden breeze
and her boobs waving in air
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Hair rippling in the spark-laden breeze
and her boobs waving in air
She bobs on the Captain's rod
Gasping with urgent excitement and joy!
Captain ejaculates wildly and declares patriotically:
"Made in America; America in maid!"
Iron Man suddenly stripped "Stark" naked...
<braces himself...>
Tossing blonde tresses while pouting lips...
Sue stalks rugged iron-hard prey...
(How's that for a visual, Buster?)
"Wow, Miss, that's... quite a costume..."
His urbane demeanour hides skipping heartbeat.
<fans self>
WB, Neko. That's some entrance...
Is it me, or is it hot in here...?
Materializing, inching zipper reveals thrusting nipples.. . .
Twisting, Sue reveals a taunt belly. . . .
Iron man feels leaden weight below.
Flesh so hard it feels metal...
Kicking aside catsuit, Sue licks lips. . . .
Winking, Sue saunters around Iron Man. . . .
Cool fingers drift along his spine. . . .
Stark shivers, gooseflesh rising, as is...
... leaden member. Eyes follow pert breasts.
Sue entwines arms around sexy neck. . . .
Nuzzling cheek against taunt, furry pecs...
Questing tongue duels with puckered nipple. . . .
Stark moans at slippery wet tongue
teasing hard flesh. Teeth grazing, too...
Reaches out to cup full breasts.
Sue wraps long leg around Stark. . . .
Nudges flexing buttocks with boot heel. . .
Lush pouting lips hover over Stark's . . . .
Hands used to combat now drift
southwards, grasping full buttocks, pulling close.
Iron rod pressed against taut stomach.
Rubbing stomach over epic iron rod. . . .
Sue's tongue parts firm masculine lips. . .
Red nails score against muscled shoulders . . . .
Deep kissing enflames Stark still further.
Iron thews lift Invisible Woman easily.
Hot iron shaft nudges Sue's core...
Stark plunges into Sue's greedy core....
Tiny muscles tease ridges along shaft. . . .
Soft moans explode against Stark's ear...
Pressing Invisible Woman against the wall.
Grinding deep into Sue's hidden cleft.
Passion's throes cause her to fade...
Invisible breasts heave against rippling muscles. . .
As force field expands, Sue screams. . .
(Prose is getting a tad violet here. LOL.)
Pushed back by invisible forces, Stark's
iron rod pulled from its haven.
Sue vanishes in throes of orgasm.
Purple is one of my favourite colours...
Stark feels soft exhalations against thighs. . . .
Soft, eager fingers grasp flexing flanks. . . .
Inquisitive tongue duels with pulsing shaft. . . .
Gazing down, Stark marvels at sensations
familiar, but with no visual cues.
His iron shaft milked by... nothing...
Suddenly Stark's shaft is deep throated. . . .
Invisible tongue and throat begin humming. . . .
(Happy V Day Iron Man.)
Eyes closed (what use are they?)
Stark's hands slide through invisible tresses,
revelling in transparent deep throat heaven.
I don't know about you, but this beats a Hallmark card any day...