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Sorry to disappoint but my adult fantasy isn’t very exciting or creative.

I watched Batman vs. Superman recently and it was really hard to choose who I would go for:

on the one hand you’ve got Superman aka Clark Kent – dark hair, blue eyes, handsome, strong yet gentle & totally out of this world.

On the other hand, you’ve got Batman aka Bruce Wayne – also handsome, wealthy, mysterious and kind of dark around the edges.

They are both equally fit and so very attractive; I would fuck them both in a heartbeat.

And Wonder Woman would probably be my girlfriend in an alternate universe but she would probably be too busy for me so…

let’s get back to Batman & Superman.

Like I said, my fantasy is nothing out of the ordinary. I really just want to get banged by both of these men at the same time.

I would want to start off slow of course, taking turns kissing them and touching their chiseled faces. I’m wearing office attire just like Lois Lane (except my hair is dark and I’m a lot more curvy & busty) – white button up shirt, black pencil skirt and heels, my hair tied up in a bun. I rub my hands up and down their hard, smooth bodies and can feel their cocks rising up to meet my hands.

We don’t have sex right away. We’re just kissing and groping each other for some time. I haven’t figured out how these two hunks of flesh are going to undress themselves and start pounding me, I suppose it just happens somehow…

I lead them both to the couch so I can take turns straddling them. I take turns kissing them while I’m on all fours, I take a playful bite at Superman’s rock hard cock and he flings me back with superhuman strength and Batman catches me. He’s got a tight grip on me and I’m now sandwiched in between these two, insanely strong men; I can feel Batman’s hardon poking me from behind his suit and starts to unzip and pull my skirt down while Superman unbuttons my shirt and presses himself hard against me. He starts to put his hand around my neck and my tits, kisses me sloppily (as if he was the evil version of himself) while Batman pulls my panties halfway down and slides his black gloved hands up my dripping wet slit. By this time I can’t stand it, I am so fucking turned on. I’m really trying to control myself but I’m breathing heavily, my boobs are glistening in sweat and perfume and my panties are already beyond soaked. I think I already came? I don’t even know, but this is truly beyond my wildest dreams. I wish this moment would last forever.

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The cool thing about phone sex is that you or I can pretend to be whatever the fuck we want to be…

Like, you could be some weird creature with tentacles, wrapping your slimy, slithery extensions around my tight little body penetrating me in every hole…

While as usual I’m the helpless young girl, who just happens to have huge tits – being violated by your disgusting tentacles.

You force yourself on me while I’m kicking and screaming, ripping my underwear off, splitting my legs wide open – impregnating me in the process. I end up giving birth to this weird humanoid creature with tentacles.

But wait for it, there’s a twist!

I actually raise the damn creature and when the time is right, I track you down to exact revenge.

I make sure you experience the same things you put me through – hardcore tentacle rape!

My humanoid son is going to rape you with his tentacles, I did not ask him to do this – he wanted to. And there’s nothing you can do about it.

He’s a virile, young humanoid and he’s gonna tear your ass and mouth up. His appetite for sex is like no other; he got it from his absentee father I suppose? Except my son doesn’t force himself on innocent girls. Inspite of his tentacles, girls (and even guys) throw themselves at him, wanting to be violated by his slimy parts!

Once it’s over, you will truly know what it feels like to be on the receiving end.

And you’ll be sorry that you ever did what you did.

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Why? Because you’ve stepped into a parallel world, where all your perverted desires come true.

That bitch is relentless, she can be a real cunt. You know who I’m talking about; the number one woman in your life, the one you hold in the highest regard yet can’t stand to be around her for too long? No matter how much you try to get her out of your head (and cock), she’s still there – punishing you, tormenting you with the ugliest words, treating you like you’re still a child. She’s constantly fucking with your head, reminding you what a worthless son of a bitch you are. She knows she has the upper hand.

And she’s probably right. You ARE a worthless son of a bitch. Look at you, you’re reading this & getting a hardon. You’re having all sorts of feelings and you can’t even control them – rage, anger, hatred and even lust…for your own mother? You’re a sick fucking bastard, that’s what.

There are days when you hate her so fucking much that you have fantasies of wanting to yell at her, strangle her, fondle her tits and then violently rip her clothes off, turn her around & pull her panties down and show her that you’re not a stupid little boy anymore.

Call now to show Mother what you’re made of!

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