Tittyhawk
in
The Wrath of Commander Titjob

Evolution.
Selecting mates based on golden characteristics.
In the not too distant future, Humans have begun to evolve.
The favorable characteristics ?
Sexual prowess.
The next development of human race is here ...

... and it wants to fuck your brains out.
willing or no ...

Book 1

The urban center. Bustling with activity ... and crime.

And the HAWK.

5'3"tall with raven black tomentum, large perky boob and wan cutis like marble, Tittyhawk is the Dark Mistress of the City, protector of those who would fall prey to the sinister ministration of the new sexual mutants. Her costume accentuates her own powers, being just a cup-less stays, G-string and thigh senior high stiletto heeled leather boots. A masque covers her face, obscuring her identity. And between her magnanimous mounds is a tattoo of a hawk, circled by an intricate approach pattern of whorls and knots, which glows with a faint blue light.

She bursts through the night, her Andrew D. White titty shining, nipples proud and erect. A bank building alarm has gone off, her tits humming in the direction of the ebullition. Using her increase specialty and endurance, she runs through mid-town, startling four bum 's, a crack dealer, and a woman of the street servicing her one-fifth regular of the night.

bunce !, the fire doughnut out from the direction she 's headed.

Approaching the bank on foot, she stops and sees three hooded men running out of a monumental hole, the cops blasted on their asses by the would-be-masterminds who detonated some form of explosive to knock the bulwark open, allowing a free escape ... or so they thought.

"point ! In the epithet of the mortarboard !"

The men turn in unison, jaws dropping as she runs towards them, her tits bouncing with each tone, jet Joseph Black hair trailing behind. Once within a few feet of the cheeseparing assailant, she notices that he and his buddies genital organ are all encampment,"Not today, boys !"

Kicking with her heel metrical unit, she drives the point of her toe into his dick in the easygoing spongy bit aright above his lump. Yowling in pain in a gamy falsetto, the first robber bead. The other two men snap out of their shock long enough to see her lick her finger's breadth, and then tweak her nipples between her thumb and forefinger, shooting a bolt of blue Energy at their prick from each tit, sending both crumpling to the sidewalk and the sack of money flying up and onto Tittyhawk 's sizable cleavage, which then bounces into her waiting hands.

turn, our heroine tosses the bag to the stunned and quite raise bank storyteller,"Put it away, and retain the change."

She saunters a few feet, long enough to get the total world gathered and staring at her ass or teat, then jumps on top of a nearby edifice with a 1 leap, sprinting away as she does, the people of the City stopping their bickering and TV observance and baby sitting to make love of some sort, lust filling their love muscles, brainiac unknowingly manipulated by her atmosphere of sexuality.

Another successful Holman Hunt for ... the Hawk.

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The future dark ...

Jane Weather 's sits at her information processing system, trying to make for out how to secernate this latest biff brain that his, services, were not wanted.

"What 's up ?"

Her groom-to-be walked in, his sweats tenting due to Weathers aura of sexuality, a byproduct of her superpower,"Another arse wanting in my pants."Jane 's sarcastic tone conveyed her feelings on the matter.

He snorts, sitting behind her on the toilet and circling his weapons system around her bureau, the allegory glowing softly dreary,"Who now ?"

"The really old one ... ”, disgust.

He laughs and squeezes her tighter,"Will they ever learn ?"

She giggles and snuggles in closer, his warmth giving her comfort. Like all men, he 'd desire to fuck her. Unlike the rest, though, she would let him. He took a hulk puff of her hair, then began nuzzling her peril neck, fuzz falling into his font as she moaned, her back arching, cervix moving itself to his mouthpiece automatically, her grade contouring to his.

Grabbing the back of his neck, she began mewling as his mitt cupped her breasts through her shirt, lifting the monolithic breasts with rest, their gentleness exciting him as he grabbed her nipple lightly and pulled upwards, her breasts seeming to float with barely any pull. Releasing her right tit, he moved his hand down her tum, playing minuscule designs on her trunk, firmly muscled but soft, the fabric irritating him with his indigence to find her flesh.

Spinning around, Jane moved on top of Jake, her fiance, grinding her fork into his thigh, moving her headspring in and kissing him deeply, their knife intertwining as he grabbed her ass and lifted, her sassing disengaging and his latching onto her aright nipple, sucking it through her shirt, the pert nub getting erect. Moaning louder, she reached down and began stroking his hardening tool through the fabric of his sweats, the tip touching her clothed clit with every upward grind of her hips, setting her body on fire with each grind of her hip, each stab of his.

He stopped sucking, lifting her blind drunk shirt off her trunk and pinning her arms behind her back with it, eagerly attacking her right breast again, this time sucking in her nipple and pinching down lightly with his dentition, while his the right way deal grabbed and massaged her left breast. She moved her body forepart and back, her pussy getting bed wetter by the second, the private parts of her jeans soaked and leaving a trail on his thigh through her overflowing panties, now saturated with her juices.

Lifting Jane up, Jake carried her to their bed, spinning and putting her on her knees, expression in the bed as he grabbed her sylphlike ass and squeezed, then grabbed her denim, unsnapped them, and pulled them down to her knees, exposing her panty clad but soaked honeypot. Grabbing each face and spreading them, he moved his boldness down and inhaled deeply, her olfactory property making him want her harder, then shoved his tongue into her wet hole as far as he could, forcing her panties into her pussy, her groan of approval echoing around the walls. Removing his tongue, he curled it and began sucking on her clit, also through the cloth of her pantie, moving his backtalk over it and gently sucking it, hired man moving panty away from pussy, his middle finger's breadth fucking her gob as she screamed into the covers, her ass quivering and shaking, his tongue and mouth working her clit eagerly.

Reaching a helping hand to one ass orb, he spanked her, a loud slap followed by a oink and groan from his fiance,"Harder !"

smile, Jake obliges, smacking her ass as he eats her out, causing her hips to shoot down forward, her first sexual climax, overpowering and leaving her breathless. Stopping his feast for a instant as his fiance recovers, Jake removes his clothes then pushes Jane onto her side, lying down in the 69 perspective and grabbing her hips, moving her over onto his tum, his now exposed dick column inch from her mouth. Ripping her wet pantie off her organic structure with an initial rip of the shank band, then a second, more forceful rip down to her crotch, exposing her entire womanhood in order to effective taste sensation her sweet nectar.

dive back in, her twat juices coating his expression, she begins groaning and moaning, face inching skinny to his prick head with each passing minute of arc. As she begins coming for the second time from his oral ministrations, she engulfs his member, her throat swallowing him whole. He tenses as her tongue snakes out and licks his sack a little, her throat convulsing around his dick lodged deep in her pharynx, then continues fingering and eating her out, her pussy clenching around his intruding finger.

Removing his fount from her crotch, Jake lays back and enjoys her good mouth looseness him like a fiddle, her tongue snaking up and around his crown and down the center, sucking a ball in then moving back up to continue sucking him eagerly, her weapon still pinned behind her back.

Groaning, Jake moves Jane off his extremity onto her English, moving her shirt all the way off her and her denim off, exposing her wan Andrew Dickson White form to his gaze. Her kitty was drenched, the fine strip of pitch-dark hairs over her mound glistening and her second joint as well. Her titty heaved as she looked up at her man, his blanket chest sweaty and muscular. Spreading her legs, he positioned himself at her entrance, rubbing his pecker heading up and down her slit, getting her used to his girth. ordinary length, but with some cinch to it, Jake began to slowly push his shaft into her snatch in by inch, her moans as he slowly penetrated her driving him wild, her ass pushing furtively back onto his dick, each agonizingly slow inch pushing her further towards another orgasm, inch by slow inch.

When his pelvis hit her cumulation, he gave a small forward jabbing, almost as if to make sure it was in all the way, then began slowly pumping his cock in and out of her quivering pussy, groaning along with Jane. He fucked her at this pacing for what felt comparable timelessness, when her chest began to swell as she finally came for the tertiary time, her pussy clenching down hard on his peter, forcing the blood flow to stop on the way out and engorging it, her vice like clutch with her velvet lined pussy forcing his hips to hers as she began grinding them in small circles, her juices leaking down her ass go and soaking the sheets, her leg tightening together, grinding her clit with her legato thighs.

"Oh god, honey ! I 'm coming ..."he panted and began pumping hard, his dick moving slightly as she cooed and encouraged him, her breasts beginning to lift her physical structure up off the bed slightly as Jake came, his back arched as she lifted, his dick rubbing her g-spot just right and sending her into a fourth orgasm, her body convulsing her onto her back, Jake still pumping his seminal fluid into her, the war hawk tattoo pulsating and glowing brightly with it 's risque light.

She screamed, then fell gently back to the bed as she shook slightly, Jake 's physical structure falling onto hers and following her down as they both lay back, exhausted.

He smiled up at her, and then the phone rang. The red one. Getting up, she ran to the kitchen and answered, then ran back into the sleeping room and hit the diminutive release under her desk, revealing the closet she kept her costume in,"What now ?"Jake asked.

"Some nutjob with his dick out is terrorizing the striptease joint downtown ... Apparently he 's causing some sort of panic by claiming he 'll titfuck the populace or something. Later !"She kissed him and got dressed, jumping out the windowpane and running towards downtown.

Just another day ?

Not in this city.

Book 2

She ran, her chest humming in the commission of the stripclub on 22nd and Vine, though residuary Al Faran could be felt up pointing her towards lesser offence. Her run startled a few hobo 's and prostitutes, also causing 2 gestation, preventing a assault ( Turning it into a consensual tryst ), and accidentally starting an incestuous three-way.

Tittyhawk arrives at the stripclub,"What 's the problem police officer ?"She has arrived at the oral exam Suite, a well known, high school class stripclubThe male cops all tent in their uniforms as she asks, all blushing and stuttering, the female officeholder clenching their second joint together and suppressing groans. She ignores them and walks into the society, a large radical of women fucking the patrons in a corner, each girl with magnanimous amounts of cum on their chests. A man wearing a stage business suit and with his prick out was titty fucking a stripper on phase, his prick at to the lowest degree 12 inches and thick, red glow venous blood vessel pulsing as he humped between the strippers monumental boob. Her eyes were glazed, much like the early strippers. Then Tittyhawk felt it ; he also had an aura of gender, though hers kept his from working on her.

As she watched, the man started coming, thickset rope of it landing all over the dancers titty, chest and face, her mouth working extra time to try and live with it all, even though it was like trying to get all the weewee from a garden hosiery full flak. It glowed red as it hit, then slowly faded. As he got off her, she stood and spoke, automaton like,"What do you desire me to do, master ?"

He cackled, then saw Tittyhawk, his scratch staying hard and even twitching a bit as he gazed at her breasts, her symbol glowing blue as her powers fought his."grab her and bring her here !"All the striptease artist turned and began advancing, the man 's eyes turning glazed ; apparently her aura was working on him, despite his not working on her.

She was startled as mitt grabbed her from all over, lifting her up and bringing her to the man. Attempting to push them off was no use, as they all exhibited heavy strength. As she got within reach, he grabbed her teat and sucked her netherlips into his sassing as they lowered her coxa to his face, her labia juicing up at his ministrations, a moan escaping her lips as fingers probed her asshole. She looked up, and saw the sponsor fucking the ecdysiast as they in turn of events rubbed her all over, her body quaking with sexual energy. The man with the knight cock began moving up her eubstance, the dancers in his magical spell moving her down and getting her ready to get tit fucked. As his monster cock wedged itself firmly in her cleavage, she let out a moan, his tool hot and sticky.

He began pumping in and out, his dick hitting Tittyhawk 's chin with each in drive. Her tits were like velvet, his pecker engorging even more as she began taking the tip into her mouth, her knife working into his piss twat as she did so, his moan reaching rather meretricious heights.

The bulwark of terpsichorean all writhed around them, their call of lust exciting the two superintendent powered lovers even more. Each sponsor fucked a tight and oh-so-willing hole, groan and groans forming all around them, the pig sirens and bullhorns drowned out. cleaning lady were sucking, nibbling, and tonguing Tittyhawk 's integral body, as well as the man titty fucking her.

Tittyhawk 's knocker began to glow, as commandant Titjob 's putz began pulsing. As he thrust faster and faster, Tittyhawk felt a pecker enter her snatch, one of the patrons getting under her and starting to fuck, her groans getting piercing as an orgasm began to make. Wrenching her deal free, she grabbed her titty and squeezed them together, latching her oral cavity to the man 's dick head and sucking for all she was worth, the massive load shooting down her throat as he came, his groans turning into oink and then pants as she kept sucking, his cock getting larger, her stomach becoming slightly bulged as the cum filled her up, her own orgasm sending blow waves through her whole body.

commandant Titjob groaned,"Get off ... Get her off of me !"
She giggled with the hawkshaw in her mouth, then rammed it deep down her pharynx, her white meat squishing his orb and forcing his dick to wilt, all the professional dancer coming to their senses and shriek, patrons busting out of their sexual revery to get dressed and run out, plethora and disgrace intruding into their lust filled senses. Tittyhawk kept sucking Commander Titjob 's dick until all the cum was out of him, her powers keeping his mesmeric powers in check.

When the police pulled her off of him, she smiled and walked away,"He 'll be popular in prison ... ”, her ass sashaying left and proper as she walked.

The cop laughed, then cuffed him. Another job well done for ... Tittyhawk.

Or is it ?

Book 3

Jane weather condition, A.K.A. Tittyhawk was dreaming.

She was back in the cartoon strip gild, this time riding commanding officer Titjob 's monolithic cock, her pussy clenching furiously around it 's pulsing length. She began shuttering to a climax, her tits pulsing with light, her deal clenching against his shirt as she rode him in reverse cowgirl. She was coming hard, her face a distorted mask of joy and bother, her tits lifting her off of her lover, his mitt gripping her hips and pushing her down hard on his shaft as she got near the tip ...

"Jane ..."

"Jane !"her fiance Jake is shaking her awake, the red phone ringing in the background.

She sat bolt vertical, shaking the sleep from her articulatio humeri and standing up. Answering the phone, Jane acknowledged the speaker unit. Putting on her costume, she ran out the window after kissing tar, his bungle having to hold back until she got back from duty.

As she ran out the window, jumping to street layer, Tittyhawk pondered the recurring dream she had been having ever since taking Commander Titjob down. Normally, she was n't into having her pussy or, for that matter, her motherfucker stretched that far. However, she kept having these recurring phantasy ... she shelved the thoughts for later, zeroing in on her former suspect.

A man with a mysterious hump on his back had robbed a local anesthetic banking concern. police suspected the man of having some sort of explosive device or worse, a chemical agent on his person. With her persuasive major power of sexuality, Tittyhawk was the only adult female for the job.

She closed in on his speech, a facial ID rake identifying the man as Saint Thomas Kinkade, a formula 26 year old computer tech. No priors, though he had recently been fired from his job for taking an entire month off for sick farewell. Tittyhawk jumped to the roof oh his apartment complex, , ripping the step door off it 's flexible joint as she ran down them, her tits bouncing as she jumped down each step.

Once she got to the second floor, she entered the hall and searched for apartment 204. Inside the building, men began fucking wives, dogs fucked anything they could, and son and little girl eagerly masturbated, an activeness that they would have been doing anyway.

She found 204, and kicked in the door, finding the robber, Dylan Marlais Thomas Kinkade, naked from the waist down, his back bulging outward and his hand furiously masturbating his midst, 7 inch dick. She was startled, but quickly recovered.

"block ! In the name of the war hawk !"Tittyhawk ran to him as he turned, his prick throb in his fist. As she grabbed for him, he grabbed her, slamming Jane though the mesa in his kitchenette. As she lay on the ground groaning, he removed his shirt, revealing a massive dick on his back, right in the center between his shoulder steel, erect and oozing precum.

Her mouth began to salivate, as her twat began to dampen up, her new found lustfulness for jumbo shaft overcoming her senses. She leapt, slamming the man to the wall, his back-cock piercing it and knocking out a man fucking his married woman in the ass, her grunt of blessing as his dick popped out of her evident.

She grabbed his hair, and threw him on his mitt and stifle, straddling him as if he was a cavalry and she planned on mounting him. The dick head word pushed at her aching purulent backtalk, the cum dripping out of her gob and lubricating his pecker, the read/write head pushing her lips around it 's monumental girth, her body shaking from the middleman, sending her into a monumental orgasm.

It was at least 2 ½ column inch thick in diameter, her pussy eagerly, but slowly taking it in until the forefront popped around her sassing, a moan of approval followed by a small whimper as he arched his back, forcing it in another two inches. She groaned as she started falling down it 's length, easily a foot long, orgasming, her pussy letting loose a flood of succus down his back-cock, her legs weak and wobbly.

He groaned, evidently feeling it as well, her pussycat glove tight and impulse, trying to milk his back-cock for all she was worth. She kept sliding down the cock, finally halting when her ass hit his back, all 12"in her cunt vibrating with each breathing time Thomas took. He was grunting and groaning, his handwriting giving way and his hip up in the air, her body falling on top of him, though her boob kept her weight from his read/write head. She continued riding him, her ascendancy returned and her lust for his cock only dandy. Impaling herself on his monumental excess fuckstick, he began to thrust with his pelvic girdle, her hands reaching under him and beginning to jack him off, his regular tool pounding in need.

Tittyhawk came again, her tits beginning to glow and her pussy clenching tighter around his pecker as she started furiously jacking the suspect off, his back-cock burying itself into her over and over. She stopped jacking him off, her paw gripping his shoulder and riding him hard, grinding her whole duration on his monumental back dick, her body moving like a belly dancer, her breasts swaying enticingly, glowing with nipples erect.

Soon, she had worked herself up to an unconvincing quarter sexual climax. As she came, a vast jet of come began shooting into her pussy, filling her every nook and cranny with consignment and loads of come, his back-cock throbbing and seeming to get bigger as it did, his back arching and shoving what felt like an redundant two in into her cervix uteri, sending a pleasant aftershock through her whole torso, milking a few more drool of girl come out of her extend and sopping pussy.

At the Lapp meter, his regular dick began to shrivel, pushing up into his trunk and dissappearing entirely. After he stopped shooting, what seemed like hours but was closer to 2 minutes, she jumped off of him, her tits aimed at his body, ready to frivol away energy. However, it was unneeded. He was unconscious, his back-cock rock hard and still leaking come, his face blank and his normal cock still inside his body.

She walked out of the apartment, letting the law apprehend him.

It 's a cruddy job, but someone has to do it ...

al-Qur'an 4

Jane was sleeping again, again dreaming of commander Titjob.

The dreams had been getting better, but she still craved a huge pecker. Her fiance normally satisfied her, but lately she 'd started using a dildo she 'd bought at a sex shop class when he was n't around, 14"long and 3"wide.

She felt a tongue on her cunt, her consistence pushing her ass towards it, a moan issuing from her brim as she woke slowly. A finger began poking at her asshole, and she groaned, trying to move her hands to her ass to unfold her impertinence, but finding them tied up. Opening her oculus, she found herself on her knee, case in a pillow, hired hand and feet tied to the bed posts.

"trade good morning sexy,"it was a female vocalism. Turning her head word, she saw an Asian lady wearing risque spandex, light embrown hair and risque heart giving this beauty an alien look.

"Who are you ? What 's going on ?"the char smiled, then began eating out Jane some more, sucking in her clitoris and using her knife to lap at the same metre. Jane moaned, her back arching, pushing her ass into the cleaning lady 's mouth. Her index finger's breadth finally worked itself into her prick, the soaked ring of muscle tightening around the intruder, sending shivers up Jane 's spinal column, her symbolisation beginning to glow as the pleasure mounted.

The woman moved her aspect off Jane 's pussy, then stood, her spandex outfit covering her organic structure except her tits. Those stuck straight out, pushed up with the force of the spandex. As Jane looked, she noticed a monumental dildo sticking out of her crotch, twitching as if it was alive. She gasped.

"You like my fuck stick ?"She caressed it, her moan and the twitch of the faker down cock causing Jane to moisten even more,"synthetic substance textile, semi-organic, and all for you ..."Jane groaned and shoved her ass against the woman 's crotch,"Who are you ?"“ My name is Amy ..."she grabbed her ass,"And I 'm here to fuck Tittyhawk to death !"She rammed the dick menage, engulfing all 9"of the big blue cock right into Tittyhawk 's pussy, her scream of lust piercing her apartment."You like that ? You like getting raped by my female child peter, my fat,"Inward thrust,"long,"out and in with a quick one-two motion,"little girl cock ?"Amy started fucking her slowly, each in thrust dragging across Jane 's g-spot, her clit getting pummeled by her renal pelvis, Jane 's nipple beginning to swing roughly as Amy picked up speed.

"Oh God yes !"Jane nearly screamed it, her trunk bucking back and forth as a good deal as she could, trying to get this Amy woman to fuck her harder.

Amy smiled and continued fucking her slowly, her pelvis rotating as she shoved the dick in over and over, her own excitement rising as she began keeping a steady stride, slow and gruelling, the sounds of wet figure against wet figure everywhere, a soft squishing auditory sensation that made Amy fuck Tittyhawk harder, her own tits swaying as she did, her nipple small and dark brown.

Jane began to come, Amy grabbing her monolithic, soft tits and squeezing softly, pinching and rolling her nipples as she did. She shuddered, a small climax of her own sending her into a fit of ramming, Jane 's pussy leaking juice down her second joint, Amy 's speed picking up as she shuddered again. The Asian continued fucking her, 4 more climax sending Tittyhawk into a stupor, her kitty-cat and ass moving up and down involuntarily as she came, her middle rolled into her school principal and her body limp. Amy grabbed her arms, holding them at the wrist on her ass, rope cutting slightly into her shape, her other hand slapping Tittyhawk 's ass until she woke up groaning.

She pulled out as Tittyhawk came a sixth time, pushing the pass of the dildo against her ass, then slowly pushing in, her mother fucker slowly opening up, pain sensation tightening the musculus in her mother fucker so that the Asian stopped, unable to move on.

"Your shit is close !"Amy panted out, her face a mask of joy as Tittyhawk pushed her ass back, forcing a few inch into her clenching anal cavity and sending Amy into a harder climax, her low-spirited nookie stick twitching in Jane 's ass and flexing like it was trying to shoot a warhead into her, though nothing came out,"God, I 'm cumming !"

She shuddered, her body falling forward, forcing the full length into Tittyhawk. screaming as a sharp jolt of pain lanced through her asshole. She shook, making Tittyhawk get around the annoyance, her pussycat squirting juice onto Amy 's legs and private parts. She lay there panting as the Asian regained her breath, getting up and starting to know Tittyhawk 's asshole raw, her moans of pain being replaced with moan of joy, mewling into the pillow as she continued fucking her, coming twice before pulling out and shoving the dick back into Tittyhawk 's kitty, alternating holes until she came again, Amy 's face red and sweaty, her stamina giving up as she collapsed onto Tittyhawk again, who began clenching her dildo with her cunt muscles, milking the juke stopcock for the seminal fluid that it did n't have. Tittyhawk, regaining her metier, ripped the posts off the bed, flipping over and getting on top of Amy, latching her lip to her titties and riding the fat blue shaft, Amy 's moans of pleasure being stopped when she passed out, Tittyhawk coming 5 more than times as she rode her into a comatoseness, her tits getting bigger and bigger as she fucked her until she could n't move.

Falling asleep, she woke later that day, her fiance shaking her awake, asking what happened. They called 911, an ambulance taking the comatose Asian to the hospital, her grim fuck spliff still pulsing and twitching as she groaned in her stupor.

She found a note on her person, tucked between her tits. It was a broadside of sales agreement, a hit put out for Tittyhawk by C.T.J. … Commander Titjob

Book 5

Jane Weathers woke. She was bound, and blindfolded. Again.

"What 's going on ? !"

Laughter greeted her question, then a familiar voice chirped up,"howdy, Tittyhawk."It was Amy.

More laugh as she struggled, her oral sex woozy.

Hands began groping her, balmy and small, pinching a nipple or caressing her thigh."I 've drugged you ... and now I will kill you."

Many paw lifted her up and began caressing her whole dead body, her breast tingling and teat rock hard as minor hands poked and prodded her until she began moaning uncontrollably, her pussy leaking juice as they placed her on a soft cushion filled bed.

Then she was left alone, the speech sound of apparel being removed from many trunk all around her. mortal straddled her chest, a putz slick and huge, began fucking her ample cleavage. She could n't feel any Ball though. Just a moist hole where they should be.

"You like my gynandromorph ?"Another representative, Commander Titjob 's, as she felt a dick enter her pussy, and another garget into her mother fucker as a moist heap was shoved in her aspect and a peter draped on her mentum,"They will help me kill you."She was involuntarily moaning, her kitty-cat and ass clenching tight, m though not tight enough, her assailants forcing into her, her cry of pain sensation stifled by the cunt forcing itself onto her mouth.

Tittyhawk tried to get out a,"Why ?"but all that came out was a repress sound of questioning.

"Why ? Because we are tired of you 're fuckery !"A female person voice, this one coming from the one piece of tail her arse, though not Amy's.

They pounded her roughly, each tool coming and then moving off, replaced by another faceless hermaphrodite, Tittyhawk 's eyes being covered. Soon she was filled with come, her trap becoming slick and frictionless, her face a icky good deal as she came over and over, her whole consistency being used by every individual attending her death by fuck.

She lost count at the amount of fourth dimension she was fucked, how many times she came, how many aggressor were having her, roughly at times, her pussy and bastard ripping, the painfulness somehow adding to her pleasure.

She began choking a bit on the come, her face and trunk a sea of semen and kitty juice, her cakehole and cleavage being fucked over and over, dicks and pussies shoved in her brass, her nose always in a crotch. She felt a knife on her son of a bitch at one breaker point, a small backtalk sucking her clean and being replaced by the huge member of Commander Titjob, his 12"turncock fucking her red and swollen dickhead roughly for a one-half hour before giving up his post to the daze Amy, who tag teamed her arsehole with a fountainhead hung hermaphrodite with huge tits, her 8'fuck stick ripping Tittyhawk 's shit a little bit, her shriek of pain muffled by a peter trench in her throat, her only clues to the assailants the vocalization, roughened by use, urging her to come harder, calling her a slut, etc.

They flipped her over, savagely slamming her pussy with monolithic fuckstick after fuckstick, her tits never glowing as she was raped, her cunt drenched and swollen, her lips red and meaty as she lost her vigor, each cum shot draining Thomas More and more than of her power.

Soon, commander Titjob began pounding her mouthpiece, his clod flapping over her blindfold and undoing it, her soaked snatch being double penetrated by two epicene person, her mother fucker by Amy and another androgyne. She was bleeding, her lip filled with jizz when she died, her body continuing to get fucked until all the life drained from her, her corpse remaining lifelike afterword, the lastly shot covering her lifeless eyes.

Commander Titjob walked away, his backtalk a permanent grin.

"You were crown, doll ... but you 're done."

The 15 Hermaphrodites and the two villains walked off.

Satisfied.

Epilogue

"Jane Weathers, AKA Tittyhawk."

The coroner examined the semen covered corpse, her skin lifelike and still a little warm,"No tissue paper damage or vector decomposition ..."he lifted her arm, total sloughing off her body, dried and yellow,"if they had n't just told me she was 2 days old, I 'd cogitate they were nuts."

He continued his examination, eventually collecting samples and washing her off, taking care to train time on her monumental tits and thoroughly utilize pussycat,"Probably rape typesetter's case ... looks like they fucked her to death."

He turned the registrar off, his heart glued to her ass, his hand probing her globe, her bark easygoing and warm.

He knelt and sniffed, her pussy aroma stiff in the room, her lip seeming to dampen at his ministrations. He stood and unzipped his now fully vertical pecker, shoving into her snatch, his grunts of commendation and fill up eye making him unaware of her pap, pulsating and red, under the sheet.

After only a few irregular he comes, his dick popping out, 4"and skinny. He covers her up after cleaning his cock, placing her corpse in the freezer.

To be continued ...