Wolverine moaned as he squeezed his big bouncy boi-butt. Yes, it was so big and juicy, and certainly his best trait. He loved how much it attracted people's attention,, made them want to beat it like a drum and ream it hard.
He giggled. Good thing it was so sexy and juicy. Not like he was going to get any action done with his pathetic sissy-clit. Wolverine moaned as he slid his hand down his pants, pinching his little dicky. It was so hard and stiff, like a little eraser!
He imagined all sorts of big powerful men. Not just Mr. Scott, but also hell-hung studs like Colossus and Bishop -- or baddies like Avalanche, Omega Red, or -- ooohhhh! -- Sabretooth! Pressing poor Wolverine against the wall and going to town on his big ol' ass!
Thanks to Wolverine's healing factor, they could be as savage as they wanted, and the whole thing would just heal up afterwards, good as new!
"UHHHHHH! Mr. Sott! OOOOOOOOO!"
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"UHHHH! Master Scotty!" Emma moaned as Scott slammed his huge cock into her snatch, fucking her doggie style with all his savage intensity.
He wasn't caring about her needs, just savagely fucking her again and again, and it felt s wonderful to Emma. Cum was oozing down her face and from her mouth where Scott had fucked her, but now he wanted her cunt.
Jeannie giggled as she continued to play with herself, loving the show but wishing it was her getting her cunt hammered.
"Ooooo! OOOO! Master Scotty, sir!" Emma whimpered as Scott pulled on her blonde pigtails like they were horse's reins. "UHHHHH!"
"Are you a good girl, you little bitch?" Scott demanded.
"Emma's a good girrrrrrrl!"
He decided to turn Emma into Jeannie's almost identical bimbo bestie. It was just too cute to have the former rivals become slutty mirrors. With the exception of Emma's blonde hair versus Jean's red, it was now almost impossible to tell them apart.
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"Hey, Jan, you gotta moment?"
"Yes, Carol?"
"You're good with designing clothes an' junk, yeah? Could you design a new costume for me, 'kay?"