e man cum inside, courtesy of everyone here,” Evil Ace whispered in my ear.
Holy, I nearly lost a load then. Evil Ace pulled out another fresh and coaxed another load out of my hard and slimy dick. Aurned around from me. From the ss, I saw him pour out the tents from our jointly used rubber and this fresh rubber. He then picked the tents up with a syringe and ied all of these through his dick opening, right into his dick. I thought I saw his ball swell on s.
Evil Ultra turned around, pointed his dick at my fad began jerking off. The guys cheered as they watched this. In fact, this cum load might be nasty. Four loads of cum in one ejaculation.
“Who are you?” I demanded.
Evil Ultra removed his mask. Fuck! He was Brandon! I have been royally fucked and fucked around by my adopted son!
My surprised expression must have turned Brandon on so much! “Fuck Dad! I’m gonna cu...!” Before Brandon could finish his sentence, his dick spewed the sauce sisting two loads from me and two loads from him all over my face. The sheer ford volume of the cum coated my face, splattered on my hair and the chest area of my suit.
“Loads 1 and 3, Dad,” Brandon said proudly as he bent down to kiss me on my lips. There was no toion, just a loving boy giving his dad what he wanted.
“You wore load 1, load 2 was in your ass and load 3 is fresh from the tap.” Brandon tinued as he strapped my Ultraman Ace mask over my face. “Happy stewing, old man!”
“The Party’s over! Thank you and have a good night. We will be open till 4 am and you have another 3 hours of play,” Brandon thahe guests and I got whisked home my four strapping Evil Aces.
Epilogue
I must have been zoned out when Brandon finally fitted me in my favorite ultra hero suit and whisked me home.
I vaguely recall having been awakened by a “splat, splat, splat...” three times that night and I thought I felt something sticky when I tried to see what it was by feeling it