“Fuggg - ahhh!”, Superman cried for the umpteenth time that day.
The Man of Steel had lost track of how many times he had already cum.
Parasite clamped his thick, muscular arms around Superman’s chest, just uhe armpits, lifting the Man of Steel off the floor and shoving the supert on and off his pulsating cock. Supermahe vibrations from Parasite’s body as the muscle-bound blond roared with pleasure, “Fuck! Yeah! Fuck! Fuck!”. Another large load of boiling hot cum paihe insides of Superman’s well-worn hole. It seemed to the Man of Steel that not only arasite not tiring out, he seemed to be cumming more and more, and every shot, every load was hotter and larger than the last!
Superman braced himself for the now familiar stret his hole, but even he could not suppress a cry as the dick widened ahened inside of him. To the Man of Steel, it felt like he had a foot-long rod of wicked pleasure inside of him. He was wrong, Parasite’s cock was longer.
By this point, all Superman wao do was to lie down, and for his cod pussy — no, his hole, he reminded himself — to have a well-earned rest. But such luxuries were not available to the debauched former archetype of perfect masity. As Parasite, who was now at least a full head taller than his superhero fleshlight, loosened his bear hug, Superman cried out in pain and pleasure as his glorious glutes slid down the long cod slapped against Parasite’s pelvis. Superman’s toes could only graze the crete. The Man of Steel was dangling off the floor just by having his ass skewered by Parasite’s cock!
“Would you look at that? Superman is hooked onto my cock!”, Parasite gleefully shouted as he did small jumps, boung Superman just by his dick like a loose c.
The hard jabs aided by gravity and the humiliation of being played like a fleshlight were just too much for the Man of Steel, and cum sprouted out of his hard cod into Parasite. After the latest strands of Kryptonian cum were absorbed, the Ma