Frau brynna was hurt and hurt badly. She didn't fell any better
when superman waded in and beat a cruel tattoo on her already
tender tittes. Her 38DD's shudderand and swung around her
aching chest as teh can creaming continued. Her brain got real
fuzzy and superman felt as if he could slug them sockbags fpor
ever. Thanks great grandad he thought as he beat on her
hurting hillocks, pounding and bashing the tender breast flesh
with blow after energized blow.

"ooohhh...uuuuhhhhoo....ah...ahh....aggghhh....oooooo'was
aboutthe best she could do as her tiitie points behaved as if they
were two tiny glass jaws. She was boob drunk and she
couldhardly believe ity, never minfd process the reaity over the
whapity whapity whap smack slug thump groan of her total titie
beeatdown. She relled drunkenly and whimpered graned and
even tried to beg the m,an of steel to stop clobbering her jarred
jugs.

What do you do now?

	supe suks sacs, slugs, sucs and basically gewts off as her uches Fau's cans
	'bout the same, maybe some kicks to her tits too

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