It was easy to see that J. Jonah Jameson wasnothing but a textbook male chauvinist. He had all the classic signs.On top of all that, he was clearly an... idiot.Jameson continually ranted and raved about Spider-Woman keeping heridentity a secret. That was another of his many smoke screens. All ofthe Avengers kept their identities secret. No one, Jameson included,gave them any grief about that.However, Spider-Woman was an individual.As with the Fantastic Four, the Avengers were a group - a very. This was definitely a lets get frisky moment."Do you want me to bring anything?" Fair enough question, and I would also gain more information as to what she had in mind for our little trek through the woods."I got that under control" she responded. "Just make sure you are comfortable...maybe wear those running shorts you like."So now I know two things from that last comment. First, she's feeling horny and, better still, knows what she wants out of her experience. The second was she wanted me to. Ma queue à ma grande honte était irrémédiablement dure. J'avouais ainsimon désir coupable. Pouvais-je raisonnablement dénier et me refuser ?Chuchotant, elle commença à me branler. Ses mots évoquaient comme uneberceuse. Ulysse s'est défié d'un semblable chant de sirène. Je meraidissais songeant à cela. Elle m’en branla que plus énergiquement. Jesongeais dans ma tête : « Qu’est-ce qu'elle astique bien, la salope. »J'en vins à me étendre peu à peu concentré sur le seul sort de ma bite.Il en. He stood up and pulled me to him and roughly kissed me, this time all resistance had gone. I kissed him back and as he f***ed his tongue into my mouth I could taste a mixture of flavours, standing out above the rest was a salty taste which I guessed was my cum. I came back down to earth and got into the shower, while I was showering he told me he was Dave and his friend was Mike. We chatted for a while and when I stepped from the shower he took a towel and dried me, while he was rubbing my back.