Psylocke walks in

“What’s going on here!?” A sincerely shocked voice called out in question.

The four lovers all turned their heads to see Betsy “Psylocke” Braddock standing ten feet from them, wearing her uniform consisting of an extremely tight leotard and a pair of thigh-high stiletto-heeled boots, all of it dark blue in colour.

Her facial expression was one of utter shock, for she had never in her wildest dreams been capable of thinking that something like this was ever going to happen.
In fact, she had at first been unwilling to believe the thoughts that she had picked up as she passed by outside the men’s locker-room, yet curiosity had taken the better of her, and she had entered. And now here she stood, watching her usually so prudish team-mate Jean Grey being simultaneously fucked by three men, all of them X-Men, her body stained with their cum.

“Ha-ha! Right into the mousetrap!” Mojo laughed with wanton glee as he saw Psylocke’s face on the screen, and then turned another little wheel on his control-board.

Bishop now slipped out of Jean and walked over towards Betsy, his cock hardening as he walked.

Betsy was uncertain of what to think of the entire situation; she found her gaze being drawn to Bishop’s large, erect phallus.

She didn’t even move as Bishop closed in on her, in stead she simply gasped as he grabbed hold of the collar of her leotard and then yanked downwards, tearing it so that her tits popped out into full view.

Next, he lifted her up against the wall, her feet dangling several inches over the ground, and assaulted her right tit with his mouth, getting as much of it inside.
While he sucked and nuzzled her tit, Bishop grabbed the right lower hem of Betsy’s leotard, and again yanked with his arm, ripping the remains of her uniform of her body, exposing her nearly hairless cunt to him. Acting quickly, Bishop slid two fingers up Psylocke’s tight cunt, and began to finger-fuck her as he kept moving his mouth all over her ripe breasts. “Fuck girl,” he said as he let go of her tits, “you’re soaking wet!”

Betsy’s reply was a long moan, her arms hanging limp by her side.

Bishop extracted his fingers from her pussy, and lowered her body down onto his cock.

Betsy let out a low hissing sound as Bishop penetrated her. Suddenly, she screamed: “Fuck me, fuck me you magnificent black bastard!”

Bishop took the hint and began to rock his hips back and forth in an upwards motion, while Betsy wrapped her legs around his waist, her back being rocked up and down the cold, tiled wall.

The other three were enjoying the show that Bishop and Psylocke was giving them, Jean sitting on her knees in front of Beast and Colossus, her tongue and lips all over their reinvigorated cocks.

Betsy’s moans were screams by now, as she felt Bishop ram his cock into her time and time again, her tight little cunt fitting tightly around his member.

The two came together, Betsy’s nails raking Bishop’s back and her head on his left shoulder as she felt him pump his seed deep into her.

He withdrew from her, and watched her slide down the wall, sitting down on her ass, his cum trickling out of her well-fucked cunt.