Wyatt Wingfoot, the champion athlete and Johnny Storm's old friend, struggled against his bonds. But they were too powerful for him.

Why was Susan Richards walking towards him, pulling off her FF outfit, licking her lips?

Wyatt tried to speak but a ball-gag had been pushed firmly into his mouth so all he could do was mumble.

"Ready for some fun, stud?" Susan cooed as she rubbed a riding crop over her tits and between her legs, getting it wet on her juicy cunt. "Mommy Malice wants to play!"

Next Chapters

• Sue has her wicked way with Wyatt
• She thinks of a perverted game (Open)
• She wants to add another toy to the mix (Open)
• Her good self tries to return (Open)

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