"Married?" Goldie did feel her heart flutter a little. It sure was romantic the way Roro asked, while spewing thick ropes of gooey cum all over Goldie's giant black ass. "Well, Storm, ah dunno. Would ah still be getting ma' puzzy fucked by all dem big ol' dicks? Ma regulars sure been real nice tah meh. Wouldn't wanna let 'em down."
"You can still whore your ass out if you wanna, Mamma," Storm found herself saying. "I respect you too much to make you change."
"Then yah got yersel' a deal!" Goldie giggled. "Hey, wipe date big ol' black cock clean on mah face, Roro."
Storm grinned and rubbed her shaft against Goldie's face, causing the old whore to giggle.
* * *
Emmy Frost sauntered into Cyclops' office.
"Hey, Big Daddy," she cooed.
Cyclops stared at her. She looked like some bizarre parody of Emma Frost, with humongous tits, big fat lips, a giant bouncing bubble-butt, and big blue eyes devoid of almost any thought.
"Emma?" he said.
"Hey. Wanna play with your princess?"
* * *
Wolverine was checking something online when a questionnaire appeared in front of him.
"What kind of whore are you for Mamma Alleycat?"