The Morning After the Night Before

** Gotham Tonight Celebrity News: Billionaire tech mogul Karen Starr tied the knot in a short ceremony last weekend at The Squat Rack. The club, which has rapidly become the blonde bombshell's favourite haunt, witnessed New York's richest woman getting hitched to her girlfriend Diana Prince using a pair of extraterrestrial artifacts doubtless gifted to her by long-time associate and rumored fuckbuddy Power Girl.

Mrs and Mrs Starr-Prince were unavailable for comment on their feelings on the matter of becoming wife and wife, or the matter of the celebratory breeding orgy that broke out among observers, but this channel will bring you the first news of any public statement on the matter that they choose to make... **

"Goddess, DiDi," Karen gasped, flexing her cock in a vain attempt to escape from the cum- and milk-slick grasp of her wife's cleavage, "you're so fucking horny!" Ever since she'd been knocked up, the Mediterranean MILF-to-be had been relentless in indulging her appetite for Kryptonian cock-cream. She hadn't released Karen from her overwhelmingly skilled titjob for more than twelve hours by now, her plump, glossy lips and tongue working the head of the blonde's bitch-breaker as she slurped gallons of extraterrestrial jizz straight from the tap. Karen had even begun to feel lightheaded, the constant draining sensation finally starting to make progress against her indomitable biology.

Diana hummed contentedly around the enormous bellend that filled her mouth, running her tongue teasingly up and down Karen's twitching, drooling cumslit as she worked her tits - now bloated with pregnancy until they were bigger than her head - up and down her master-wife's schlong. She couldn't wait to release the enormous pressure of the milk inside her mammaries, but she needed to make sure she safely carried her daughter to term first - and that meant guzzling thick alien ball-batter for two. Considering how much of it she'd always secretly (and not-so-secretly) wanted to extract from her bestie-turned-bride, doubling it produced an astounding volume indeed.

Still, even an Amazon spunk-junkie like Diana couldn't just keep sucking down loads forever. So, with one last smooch on Karen's prick, she let her swollen tits fall away from the shaft and looked up at her wife with a cheeky smile. "Must be those pregnancy cravings," she purred, then yelped as Karen burst into action. Seizing her fellow heroine by the shoulders, the blonde hauled her to her feet and then blurred. "Wha-?! Oh! OH, GODDESS!" Seizing Diana's cock with one hand, Karen rained a hailstorm of spanks onto both cheeks of the submissive femme's enormous ASS as she jacked her off mercilessly. Crackling like bursts from a machine gun, the SLAP of hand on ASS and the CLAP of cheek on cheek filled the apartment with the perfect white noise to accompany Karen's admonishments.

"Greedy little slut! Nasty fucking bimbo! So pent up, so fucking horny!" The Amazon's ASS jumped and jiggled with every strike, her cock throbbing and spurting in her wife's grip. Her eyelids fluttered in her domme-drunk, hip-bucking haze, the only sound escaping her mouth an endless repetition of 'oh oh oh'. "You're my needy, knocked-up nympho," Karen cooed as she took a break from jacking Diana off to stroke her cum-drenched hand over her bride's enormous baby-bump. "You're going to be a good girl at the photo shoot tomorrow aren't you? Showing the world that good girls wear Starrwear. Showing the world that good girls build their asses. Showing the world that good girls obey the ASS!"

"O- Obey the ASS," Diana slurred, as her beloved master-wife continued to spank her bodacious bubble booty. The lights sparkling in her brain grew brighter and brighter, until she could almost imagine they were flashbulbs. She would go to the photo shoot. She would help convince the world to wear Starrwear. She would remind the world of the power of ASS. All she knew was ASS. All she was, was ASS. ASS for her master-wife. ASS for her goddess.