A Mother's Work | By : DaVinciOfCrime Category: DC Verse Comics > Superman Views: 13016 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Oh no! Ma!” exclaimed Clark, worried that he may have hurt her. “I’m okay! I’m okay!” assured Martha, trying to wipe the spooge out of her eyes. “Hand me that shirt.” “My shirt?” Clark asked sheepishly. “Yes! It’s only fair!” Martha chuckled. “It’s a miracle none of it got in my hair!”
She used the shirt and managed to clean it all off, though Clark was still hesitant to give her a kiss afterwards. Despite this apparent setback, the two of them we’re still ready to go another round, Clark hadn’t even gotten soft, much to Martha’s delight. They moved back to the bed, Clark on bottom this time. As she straddled her super-stud son, Martha mentally prepared herself for the borderline impalement she was about to experience. Even after all that, she was still worried about trying to take it all. Clark helped her slowly lower herself on to his meat. Martha had always been especially sensitive, and just rubbing against it was driving her crazy. Two inches in. “Oh…” Four inches “That’s it.” Six inches. “Unf! K-keep going, baby.” Nine inches. “Oh sweet Jesus…” All the way in. “OH! GODDAMN!” Martha stayed there, unsure whether she should move or not. She had never, NEVER been filled like this before. It hurt, badly, but that was mixed with the exquisite pleasure running across every inch of her body. Martha Kent couldn’t help but feel immensely proud. She took the biggest dick she’d ever seen, all the way in. She smiled down at Clark, who smiled back at her. And slowly, very slowly, began to ride him.
Clark was gently caressing her, paying special attention to her breasts and butt. He reminded her so much of Jonathan in that moment. That sweet, gentle restraint, his selflessness. So many men are just interested in just getting off, not caring about lover, but Jonathan, and not Clark. Thinking of Jonathan had brought back the guilt, would he understand why she did this? Would he even care? Her thoughts were interrupted by yet another orgasm.
“Oh Clark… baby… I have an idea.” Martha whispered. Without removing Clark from inside her, she managed to turn around and face the wall, giving Clark a great view of her perfect, heart-shaped ass as she bounced up and down on his dick. “Oh yeah, Ma, I like that!”. “I like it too honey! Oh, oh goddamn!” Things were really moving now. Martha could feel him, deep inside, stretching her to the limit.
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