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Linda didn’t know how Karen could stand it, just leaning against the wall and watching. Didn’t she want to fuck her too? Or did she think that three Clarks was all Linda could take? Maybe it turned her on more to engage in voyeurism than to be part of the orgy. But it didn’t turn Linda on. She wanted Karen to join in.

And then, like the crazy bitch had read Linda’s mind, Karen did.

“Fuck her,” Karen said, her hands running all over her sweaty, naked body, feeling her own luscious curves while Clark and Linda were too busy to. “Stick her with all those hard cocks and make lots of hot cum for me.”

For her? Linda thought. What was she talking about? Did she want Clark—all three of them—to stop fucking Linda before they blew their loads and come inside of Karen instead? That was crazy… and sexy as hell. Sometimes, Linda felt like such a virgin to all this sexual insanity.

Then her thoughts exploded, a spasm of pain ripping through the flesh of her tight ass. Clark2 had just spanked her and he hadn’t been gentle. He’d meant to leave a bruise, a bruise visible to anyone standing nearby if Supergirl’s skirt should happen to fly up. The thought filled Linda with lust even as—

“MMMMMMPPH!” Linda shrieked, her cry lost in Clark3’s lap.

“That’s it, shake it, Supergirl!” Karen laughed. “Fuck yourself on those big cocks! Have yourself a party! And don’t let that one sodomizing you do all the work, just because it’s in your tight little ass! Suck him off with that hot hole of yours!”

Her eyes popping out with pain and pleasure, Linda again forced her attention to Karen. Her older counterpart’s legs were spread wide now. She played the fingers of both hands over her sex—massaging her inner thighs and fingering her pussy.

“God, yeah, fuck her!” Karen gasped, her hips thrusting back and forth. “I want lots and lots of cum, lots and lots!”

Linda closed her eyes, wondering if she could take the intensity of this triple-fuck, if the insane rapture would ever end. As the Clarks fucked their pricks in and out of her, brutal thrusts using every inch of the space inside her, she hoped it wouldn’t. She hoped she could be Superman’s cum dumpster forever, his cock holster three times over.

“Where do you want it first?” Clark grunted, his voice seeming to echo around her, coming from any number of the places where he was speeding back and forth to fuck all her holes. “Because this load feels like it’s meant for your ass.”

His prick was throbbing wildly, ready to explode no matter where he stuck it in her. And as his shaft swelled to what seemed twice its already vast size, her bowels felt painfully constricted. She’d never taken anything like this before, not a cock in her ass while an equally large one took up space in her pussy too! And one in her throat seemed to be reaching down, taking up even more space in her slender stomach. Talk about a cock holster… she felt like one big condom, somehow stretched over his prick in all directions.