Sandman watched as his "protege" smashed the wall of the vault. It caused a large indentation that he easily helped with his own strength. She was sure learning fast. He watched her smile, as her face fell to a sand pile on the ground, and he followed her
into the vault. The two picked up as much money as they could, before the alarm sounded. They fought their way against several guards, throwing them from side to side. Sandman watched in amazement as Mary Jane dispatched most of them with blissful glee. She
had learned so fast, and it seemed his own anger at society had transferred to this girl. Like him, she now thought she deserved so much more from this world. She was, after all, one of the most beautiful actresses in the world, so she thought, and never got
a break.
The pair ran down the streets, not even hiding their path as they returned to Sandman's lair. Within moments, Mary Jane was coming to her feminine form on the bed, surrounded by money. Her clothes were on the side of the bed. The red-haired gorgeous woman
eyed Sandman as he pulled off his own shirt. She had been shown SOOOO much more than what her powers could do to gain hold as a villainess. Sandman's mouth crushed upon hers as she felt his cock fill her, sand dripping down off the both of them. He pumped
her hard and fast, just like he always did.
"FUCK ME STUD!" She cried out, her legs encircling his back. This new life fetl so right to her, and she didn't want it to stop. She felt him cum, a sandy mixture inside her womb, it grated like sandpaper inside her, but was no less wonderful. She kissed
him hard, feeling his rough lips. The pair collapsed onto the bed, completely naked, with Mary Jane pumping his cock with one hand and lighting a smoke with another.
Sandman flipped through his TV, until the news came on. "Crime Wave" had struck again. Something inside the both of them stirred with both anger and interest.
MJ spoke first, "I think it's time we had a talk with these watery bozos!"