Lex Luthor purred as he rubbed his shaft, his mind filled with Superman. What a gorgeous god that man was! Lex's obsession made so much more sense now! It was so frustrating how much that supercocktease ran around with that tight outfit, those short-shorts
worn over his pants, flaunting his ass everywhere while hanging out with cows like Lois Lane and Wonder Woman.
Well, no one denies Lex Luthor for long! He just needed the right outfit and he'd have that Superhunk fucking him five ways to Sunday.
"Ssssuperman, you fucking ssssslut!" Lex Luthor moaned as he spurted his load, imagining all the things he was going to do.
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"Clark, you home?" Lois asked as she strode into her apartment, her stiletto heels clacking on the floor.
She wore a big raincoat over her outfit. No need for the neighbours to see anything... yet.
She reached down and touched the strap-on that was inside her coat. The strap-on with the special kind of Kryptonite Lady Lala was so nice to give her.
"Clark, you big bitch!"