0a: continuation of spurius's writings, in the_dude79's Ultramom & Ultraboy. Hmm... added spurius as an owner of this story, but the story seems to fa...il to show it.Ultraman stepped forward to be the hero of the city, as Ultramom & Ultraboy {Brenda O'Riuin & Bryce O'Riuin} faded from memory as time passed. Then the event that Bryce was waiting for happened; The Ultimas {Ultimamom, Monica Danvers & Ultimagirl, Cyndi Danvers} broke out of prison, their choice activity was raping a bus full of nuns. "Not too hard Saheed; I want her pretty when I fuck her," Ilias laughscruelly.The men retire to the bar, laughing and carousing, pouring drinks. Theyare in no rush; Michele is going nowhere."I warned you!" Sarina hisses in Michele's ear and drags her across theroom to a huge bed covered in satin sheets.Sarina throws Michele onto the bed and she lies there; her skirt hasridden up revealing her slip and the welts of her stockings. The men arestaring intently; some are becoming aroused.She roughly. Her eyes gazed up at mine: fear was there, bewilderment too, but also, unmistakably, desire. I lifted her shirt up and over her head to expose those extraordinary breasts, held by an underwired white bra, that were so hugely out of proportion on a girl of only eighteen and small for her age. ‘James, your wife …’ she whispered nervously. I concluded the sentence: ‘… is a wonderfully understanding lady.’ Alicia seemed to be paralysed. I leant forward to undo the buttons of her cheesecloth skirt. My tongue brushed hers and withdrew, leaving her aching for more, every nerve ending on fire.I rained kisses on her hair, her forehead, her eyes, her cheeks, and then, grasping her body closer and always closer to me, I glued my lips upon the scarlet mouth and reveled in a long and maddeningly delicious kiss-a kiss to be ever remembered-so well remembered now, indeed, that I must make some attempt to describe it. My hands were behind Lucy's head, buried in her long brown hair. Her arms were.