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“Hello there, Billy. What are you doing?”
The boy jumps in his seat.
“Uh… eating lunch?” He says around a bite of sandwich.
“How lovely! Could I bother you for a taste?”
“Sure… I guess?”
“Delightful.”
The blond girl puts all her fingers together and jabs at the center of the boy’s sandwich. She picks a messy dent out of his food so large it only leaves Billy holding the crust! With her ‘taste’ in hand, she lifts her head up to the sky and holds it at arm’s length above her. She lets it hang for a moment before finally dropping and downing it in one gulp. It didn't even seem like she tasted it! Done, she licks her lips and rubs her stomach in appreciation.
“Mmm~ Excellent.”
All Billy Batson could do was sigh. It was at that point he really wished he could've taken The Team up on their offer to come over to Mount Justice for lunch, more so than he did before at least.
Being a kid with superpowers usually kicked major butt, usually. It was a hard thing to complain about and not sound like a total jerk. He once bet his friend Freddy that he could throw a baseball at the moon and was able to go take a photo of himself there picking it up to prove it! What kid wouldn’t love being a superhero?
Or to go even further, what superhero wants to be just some plain ol’ kid?
He should’ve been hanging with The Team, or patrolling with the Justice League, or trying to follow a lead on the Light, or even just picking up scared kittens out of trees—something! Anything! But no, he had promised his Uncle Dudley. He could be Captain Marvel but not at the expense of Billy Batson. He could transform as long as his chores were done, his grades were up, school wasn’t in session, and before bedtime. Nothing too strict there!
There was some wiggle room Billy had been able to negotiate such as an alien invasion or a robot uprising or the like, typical Earth-16 stuff, but today there was no such luck. It was a peaceful day in Fawcett City. As far as Billy could tell, the most dangerous thing within 100 miles was the new girl hanging around him killing his popularity. Seriously! The whole reason he’d been eating lunch up on the school roof was just to try and be alone for once, he had locked the door and everything! How the heck did she even manage to sneak up behind him?
He could already hear in his head how the other kids were gonna tease him about this later. ‘Billy and new girl sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g!’
The thought made Billy pause, it's not like he was the only one who was gonna get made fun of here. At least he had friends to complain about this to, with the way the new girl was hanging off on him it was clear she didn't. Poor girl was probably just lonely. Who wouldn’t be after a new move, a feeling Billy could relate to all too painfully well with all the foster families he’s had to go through before ending up with Uncle Dudley. Compared to her he was lucky, at least he got to stay in the state! He didn’t have the foggiest idea what continent ‘Wundagore’ was on but was willing to bet with how weirdly polite and odd she sounded that English was not her first language. The least he could do was strike up a friendly conversation for once—maybe even refer to her by name while he was it!
“Say, um Ralingo? I had a big breakfast this morning, so I'm not really all that hungry. Care to share?”
An imperceptible flash of something crosses the schoolgirl’s eyes but it comes and passes too quickly for Billy to notice. He has to make do with the slight glare left in its wake instead.
“It’s Ralin-ko.”
The tips of Billy’s ears burn. “Oh! Sorry.”
Ralinko nods, even bending down slightly and holding the ends of her skirt in a half-courtesy.
“That’s okay. I accept your apology. I would love to go on this date with you.”
It was a good thing Billy had stopped eating to chat with her cause he certainly would’ve choked on his food with how badly he was left sputtering on just air at her response.
‘D-Date?!’
Ralinko pays no attention to his outburst. She’s content instead to take a seat on the bench beside him and root around his lunchbox to see what else he’s brought.
“Did you bring any treats from home? I really like those.”
By then, Billy manages to catch his breath long enough to actually communicate.
“*Cough* Uhhh, I got a couple of cookies if that’s what you mean. You can have half— “
Ralinko zeroes on what she wants to hear as soon as he says it, to heck with the rest. She finds the little baggie he was referring to and puts it up to her mouth. To say she scarfed them down was giving her too much credit, it was more like she inhaled the thing.
Billy couldn’t help feeling put out losing out on his half, but the sour feeling was quickly forgotten in the laugh he had over seeing the blonde chow down. He couldn’t say he’d ever seen a girl pig out that way.
“Soooo Ralinko, how are you liking Fawcett City? Is it different from back home in... your old place?”
Ralinko dismissively throws away the now empty bag over her shoulder before turning her attention to him.
“Oh yes. Quite different. We don't have cities where I am from. They’re much too gaudy and organized for the other Lords.”
Billy raises an eyebrow. “Lords?”
“Yes. You see, our realm is ever-changing and irregular. We do not believe in Order in any sense.”
“Huh… Really? That’s got to be weird. So, you just never know where anything is?”
“Oh, it's no trouble. In my realm, everything is right at the tip of your fingers after all. Anything you could want is a mere hand wave away.”
Billy’s head was going in circles trying to understand Ralinko. A country without cities where everything always changes? Did they just have construction crews working 24/7? And what did she mean by other lords? Had he been ignoring a princess or something this entire time?!
As he mulls that over, Ralinko discovers his juice box and takes it for herself. She eyes the thing over from every angle, and before Billy can explain to her about the hole in the top, she bites into it and sucks the drink from the holes she’s made like a vampire, settling his question once and for all on her being royalty.
‘Yeah, there’s no way she’s a princess. Maybe she meant like landlords...'
The box sucked dry, Ralinko drops it. She notices him mulling over what she’s said and grins.
“I can take you there if you’d like. It’d be no issue. You’d love it there.”
“Huh? Just like that?”
“Just like that. No trouble at all.”
A private jet would be one more point in the princess column, but Billy had a hard time believing her. Wouldn't be the first time a classmate of his lied. Though, he was willing to at least humor her.
“Well, what’s there to do over there? If you don’t have cities, do you at least have like towns?
“We do all sorts of things there. We can even practice this game I learned about from your people. We could play it anytime you wanted if you came with me.”
Confused but still curious, Billy asks Ralinko to elaborate further.
“Well, what kind of game is it?”
She claps her hands together.
“Oh, it’s a marvelous game. I’m not quite sure of the name of it though. I would be happy to show you if you’d like.”
Billy shrugs. Lunchbox ransacked; it wasn’t like he had anything else to do for the rest of lunch period.
“Sure. What would I have to— “
Billy doesn’t even have time to finish his sentence before Ralinko jumps him. She quickly shoves him off the bench and onto the floor, pouncing on him and straddling him just below his waist.
Billy didn’t know what was going on. In the moment, he almost instinctively yelled out Shazam to transform before stopping himself. Boy would that have been embarrassing, revealing his superhero identity just to win a fight with a girl. Not nearly as embarrassing though, as Ralinko pressing her hand into his junk.
“What the-!”
“There’s no need for you to struggle Billy. I'm not going to hurt you. Or is that just how you like to play? I’ll follow your lead if you’d like.”
Billy couldn’t make heads or tails of what the blonde was saying! One minute they were talking, the next she was trying to beat him up and now they were back to this game she was talking about. He couldn’t tell if this really was the game she had been talking about but by then it hadn't mattered. Billy was done playing.
Unfortunately, the girl was stronger than she looked. Billy had just assumed that as a boy he had the advantage over when that couldn’t be further from the case. While Ralinko may be possessing the form of a little girl, to say the ages-old being fought like one would be a huge mistake. Her magic reserves were dwindling but they were more than enough to hold him down. Billy can't wriggle away or kick Ralinko off. If this was the first round of the game, then Ralinko had certainly won. Her prize for the exchange getting to undo Billy’s zipper and fish out his prepubescent penis.
If the feeling of a girl’s hand through his clothes had sent his head spinning, then her bare hand on his junk had put him through a hurricane.
“H-Hey!”
“Ah-ah-ah Billy. Don't be a sore loser~ I've pinned you down fair and square didn’t I?”
She punctuates her point by tightening her grip on him. That had a way of shutting the boy up real quick. Whatever was happening, Billy realized he was gonna have to play along. He already saw the girl chew her way through a juice carton to get what she wanted. The last thing he needed to see was what else she could do with that mouth of hers.
A placid smile returns to Ralinko as Billy settles back in place beneath her.
“There, there. That’s more like it. Now, doesn’t it feel better to play nice?”
There was a biting, really clever retort building in the back of Billy’s throat but it dies as he remembers the situation at hand. The comeback well and truly buried as her hand starts stroking.
“AHh! Ah! What are you-"
“Shh. Shhh... Don’t misbehave now~”
Billy expects her to squeeze her fingers again at the end of her word and even braces for it but the pain never comes. Instead, her hand continues stroking him. She keeps going on tenderly grazing his shaft up and down, dragging his foreskin across his cock, picking up a faster rhythm all the while. The newfound sensation was already making Billy feel weird, now he was feeling hot. His breathing which had been stilted from fear, was now coming out hot and fast. He was panting
“What-What is this?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know~”
Her hand goes up another notch in speed and it takes all Billy has not to buck into her hand!
"Urgh! AH!"
Ralinko slows her tempo back down to where she started and pouts at the boy.
“What's wrong Billy? Do you want me to stop~?"
Just a little while earlier and he would've jumped on the chance to get her to stop, obvious bait or not. But after just a few slow tugs of her hand, he was growing more and more persuaded to let her keep going. His freshly sprouted libido far from the only thing growing as he was soon discovering.
Billy’s cock was growing stiffer and tenser, becoming bigger and harder than he had ever seen before. His testes started clenching in a way he hadn’t experienced either! He wasn’t getting any closer to understanding what Ralinko was doing to him but he was certainly getting closer. All he knows is that stopping feels about the furthest thing he could possibly want.
"N-No...!”
“That right, Billy. That’s alright. Don’t struggle… just—“
“N-Hrng, gAH!”
That’s when Billy’s body makes her stop for the both of them.
Billy’s first sexual experience had been barreling toward him with no sign of stopping and he wasn't prepared for it in the slightest. He didn’t know the first thing about trying to hold back or savor the moment. When the feeling comes for him he has nothing in the face of it. One minute Ralinko was making him feel strange and warm, the next—she's making him feel phenomenal.
The stinging sensation in Billy’s sack is so sharp it startles him. His testes constrict so suddenly it hurts and makes him reconsider his first instinct that he shouldn’t be letting her do this after all. That's when his more primal instinct kicks in. When the urge to procreate takes over and makes Billy’s body its own.
The boy unleashes what he has whether he was ready, wanted to, or not. His penis throbs once, then twice and breathing becomes a nightmare to keep under control. That’s when Billy is allowed to let loose and fire his first cumshot, both in his life and today.
With her otherworldy-enhanced eyesight, Ralinko can tell he's about to blow before he does and jumps off right as he does. She whirls away from him like the boy’s skin turned to lava, a sharp contrast to the “maturity” behind her words and actions, as contrary to what she was leading Billy to believe, she was flying just as blindly as he was.
Billy meanwhile has died and gone to heaven. He has nothing to compare the sensation to. The closest thing he can get is when he transforms but even that feels different. When he transforms he feels powerful, like he could go anywhere, do anything. Whereas, while he's “peeing” this strange white stuff out, he just feels weak, and as the endorphins fire off in his mind and his primal urge to rut burgeons in his mind, Billy discovers feeling weak can be fun in its own special way.
He splatters two shots onto the rooftop before stopping. For his first ever load it was more than could be expected from a boy his age. What couldn’t be expected was how hard he still remained. Any other virgin would be done and dusted from their first-ever orgasm. As it turned out, boundless stamina was a thing he and Captain Marvel both shared.
Not that that made Ralinko feel the slightest bit better. She was furious. From what she knew of the game this should be checkmate. The male is spent whereas the female gets what she wants. She read as much from those cultists' minds! None of their memories involved them staying erect after ejaculating!
This could only mean one thing in the warped demon's mind, that she hadn’t won yet. That Billy Batson was still in the game. And while Ralinko prided herself on being more mature than her petulant compatriot Klarion, one thing she absolutely shared with him was an obsession with winning.
She rattles her head, trying to conjure up in her mind some other sexual act she can inflict. She searches the memories of those she's absorbed and what she's rewarded with is the rather tame sight of a female kissing a male—down there.
The prospect is so disgusting it makes her wrinkle her nose and scowl. She loathed the idea of putting out more than she had to, but as repulsive as the idea sounds, the shame of losing to the human boy, super-powered or not, still eclipses it.
With a barely contained malice, Ralinko stalks her way back to Billy, making special note to avoid the puddle that the boy had just made. His eyes were still closed shut as he basked in the glory of his first emission, but if he could open them he would have called out ‘Shazam’ secret identity or not. The look in the blonde eyes was that murderous.
As foul as the human form was to the other Chaos Lords, Ralinko had become quite fond of hers. She was reticent to do anything to tarnish the vessel she was now forced to dwell in for the foreseeable future. She had an odd way of showing it though, bowing down and sensually parking her lips onto the crown of Billy's engorged head as she did.
Billy feels thunderstruck. He's still soaking in the feeling of his orgasm and isn’t ready to feel anymore. He looks down, bewildered. He was stunned! It was Ralinko. She was-She was… She was kissing him! A girl was kissing him!
It was so strange… It didn’t seem like a real kiss since it wasn’t on the lips, but with the way his penis started throbbing, he got the sense it was way better.
He's content to let Ralinko go as she does. By now she's noticed he's looking and is making a show of it. She stares up at him all the while, thinly veiled hatred just barely lurking behind those chocolate brown irises of hers. She moves on from just kissing and starts using her tongue, lapping at his head like she's done for ice cream cones, before swirling along the top like a lollipop. The act feels inane and ridiculous but from his struggles to stay still, she can tell it's driving Billy insane, and that quickly becomes all that matters.
Ralinko couldn't say she ever put much thought to tasting human and what she had in her mouth wasn't about to change her mind any time soon. It was abhorrent. Billy’s penis tasted so sweaty and gross. She swore she could even taste some of the white stuff left over from before and the topping makes it even worse. It was so bitter and salty, it was the farthest thing from a treat she could think of, and her face didn't betray an ounce of it.
It even starts to make Billy feel bad for her, a herculean task with Ralinko's tongue going crazy as is. He can feel himself slip away. it's becoming harder to breathe again, and Billy starts hating it. No, this felt way too good! He didn't want this to stop so soon! And with barely a hint of an idea of what he was doing, he palms the side of Ralinko's head and drives himself in.
Ralinko had been giving it her all to go buck wild with her oral worship, but now she has to do her best just to contend. Billy was fucking her mouth like mad. She didn’t have to work as hard to try and make him soft again but it didn't make it feel the slightest bit easier. She starts gagging. She can feel him start to come close to the dangly bit in the back of her throat! She can feel herself getting sick! She wants to shove him away and stop but that would mean admitting defeat, defeat by some measly human and that of all things is what she could not abide by. But when Billy hitches his all the way inside and sprays out his second load, she feels just about the farthest thing there could be from a winner.
The remains of his seed were bad enough already, now she has to deal with the onslaught. First load done with, Billy's balls went into overdrive producing sperm and Ralinko's throat could well and truly testify to that. Her mouth was flooded! The round was hers again and all she had to show for it was a thick creamy surprise.
It didn't make sense! Earthly logic said the next shot should be lesser than the first! At any other time, Ralinko would have relished in it. It served as just more proof that Billy Batson belonged to the side of chaos beneath her heel rather than dull, unsightly Order. But penis lodged down her gullet, filling her up with his seed. It's difficult for Ralinko to find the ability to appreciate it.
Luckily Billy is there to pick up on the lion's share of it. The warm, snugness of the blonde's mouth felt amazing. No-! It felt better than amazing! And with his hands hanging on to two firm fistfuls of her soft, pretty blond hair, as he knocked his swollen nuts up against her chin, forced her delicate nose against his crotch's skin, he felt sky high, soaring among the stars.
It's all Ralinko can do to swallow it. It's so nasty she rather not but the prospect of her spitting it up on her clothes is even worse. When Billy's grip on her head loosens she's just able to squirm and pull away. She tries her damndest to choke his cum down, it goes down about as smoothly as a malted milkshake but still, she does it, without a single stain on her nice outfit to show for it to boot. By the end, there was only a little bit of cum dripping out the side of her lips!
Ralinko was fed up playing. She had had enough. She was ready to take her victory for today and go home. She wouldn't do anything like this ever again until Billy swore allegiance to her. She probably wouldn’t even have to do this next time. With her hand on Captain Marvel's power she could probably make a homunculus just for this, or hypnotize some other mortal to pleasure him, or-or—
Billy was still hard.
Ralinko was furious! Teeth gnashingly furious! How? How could this be? What was with these blasted superheroes!? How could this boy still stymie her? He didn’t even know her true intentions and still he tasks her!!
The game may not be over but it certainly was for Ralinko. She hadn’t been kidding earlier. She really did have enough. If she was gonna keep playing she was done doing all the work. It was high time for Batson to earn his keep. So she falls backward, spreads her folded legs, and beckons the boy over to get to it.
"Oh, Billy~”
It took the honed willpower forged from a thousand eons of war and battle to keep Ralinko’s tone sultry smooth and not reveal her true feelings. Her performance is nomination-worthy and the boy falls for it hook, line and, sinker, He freezes up, his eyes are as wide as saucers, the only thing of his moving is his penis which is bouncing and twitching like mad.
"Don't tell me you're done, Billy~! Come stick your thing inside me, already!"
Billy couldn't be sure what exactly she meant by that but he certainly was gonna make the pretty girl ask him twice. When she flips over her skirt, he rushes over like it was the starting flag. When she parts her panties to bare herself Billy feels like his heart could stop. It was his first time seeing a girl down there. He was awestruck! Flabbergasted! His mind was a blank canvas without a single cogent thought to show for it. It's up to his dick now to do the thinking for him: if he already felt that good sticking it in her mouth, what would it feel like putting it down there?
It's Billy's time to straddle Ralinko now and the girl could practically sigh in relief over it. Finally, surely this would be the knockout blow, and from what she gathered, she wouldn't even have to lift a finger for it. All she had to do was lay back and let him take have over. Perhaps she could even take a nap while he—
"*SLHICK*!”
"Guh! Ga~aAAAAH!"
The last thing Ralinko expected of penetration was for it to hurt! She knew her groin was where a penis actually belonged so why did it hurt!? Nothing about these mortals made the faintest lick of sense! Where did things begin and end with these creatures?
Ralinko had foolishly assumed she had gathered together the big picture about humanity but her knowledge of affairs was patchwork to say the least. The bulk of her know-how had come cobbled together during her summoning, when her cosmic presence came in tune and sync with the weaklings who called on her for power. Such a ritual would normally require a sorcerer supreme of the highest caliber to summon a Chaos Lord such as herself but the ritual had been anything but. Far from masterful, It was a comedy of errors, their practices so slapdash and shoddy that they managed to summon anything was a miracle, that they summoned her specifically—a tragedy.
It had been over in an instant, all at once and suddenly she had been called down to Earth. She barely even had the time to scan the minds of the cultists before they expired. All she had to go off of was the surface-level desires that had lingered, of this bizarre creature they had tried to invoke called a succ-u-bus. It was a demon she hadn't so much as heard a whisper of in the realms beyond, but what she had been enough for such a thing to earn it her... modest respect.
A being that could turn mortal men and reduce them to pliant putty in their hands to do with whatever they so desired. How could she not respect such a being over her own worthless fellow Chaos Lords? Especially when the botched ceremony had left her stranded and powerless as she was.
It had seemed so easy. The cultists may not have had any firsthand knowledge of sex but their secondhand learning was vast. Ralinko could see it was something pleasurable, addicting even, for humans. Something she would have to exploit quickly if she wanted to enact her plan before the nearby champion of Captain Marvel interfered.
It's where she got her idea to seek out the mortal hiding the wizard Shazam’s boon and siphon his power. The plan had seemed foolproof! Use her most immediate threat to restore her to full power. It was ingenious!
So how could it have gone so wrong!?
"Summitatem! Turbiditatis cernens! Arrogans...! Vas... insaniae!
Ralinko can't even hold back her strength anymore. She has her nails clawing on the roof, leaving thick scrape marks in its wake, all of which seemed paltry to the penis digging in and stretching out her insides.
She can barely even remember her 'clever' plan anymore. Her biggest issue right now was just surviving her hymen tearing, the awful snap that seemed to punctuate the whole sordid experience, which leaves her utterly prime and susceptible to becoming blind-sighted when the pleasure finally arrives.
As suddenly and drastically did it hurt, did the sensation slowly and gradually begin to feel good. Ralinko doesn’t even notice it at first. She's still grappling with the lingering scars of pain wracking her! So when her demonic wailing gets intercepted with moaning it catches her just as off guard as it does Billy.
“Effundite et-! Negateeeeee!. Torpent et flammis~!”
But Billy had already begun to pull out by then. He didn’t understand a lick of what Ralinko was saying, but he didn’t doubt for a second that she wanted him to stop.
He felt awful. The last thing he wanted was to hurt Ralinko. He had gotten so caught in the feeling of her snatch curling around him that he had forgotten himself and rushed faster than he had meant to. He didn't want to hurt her. He had just wanted to feel good and had just naturally assumed that doing this would make her feel good too. He was when it hadn't. He had stopped thrusting on the first cry and was already pulling out by the second, which is what made it all the more strange when her words rose up in pitch, and her legs wrapped around and locked him where he was.
"Ralinko! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Just-Just hold on!”
"Somnos perturbare! Regina ferrea reptANNSSS!! -Gah! Don't ! Don’t!"
"What?"
"I said don’t! Don't! Perpetuo se destruen ! Don't stop!"
To say Billy was confused didn't sum up the half of it. One minute she was crying the next she wanted him to keep going? What was it with this girl? But with her legs around his waist, Billy has no way to pull out. He has no choice but to do as she says. He has to believe and put his faith in her, so he does. His friend hadn’t steered him wrong before.
Billy tries going slower this time. Rather than sprinting at it, he tries to ease Ralinko slowly into it. She's still grunting and twisting like it hurts but she seems much less pained than before. When he runs out of length and is soaking at the end entrance he feels lighter than air, the only thing tying him down, is his concern for Ralinko.
"R-Ralinko...! I'm serious! we can stop! You don’t have to keep going!"
"L-Luto pupa! Oceupat! Repulsus!"
Oh, how Ralinko wished this human would shut up already! She gorged herself on candy till her stomach felt fit to burst and still, it didn’t compare to how full she felt now! She felt torn apart, her mind scattered to the four winds! There's not a hint of a scrap of her master plan to be found anywhere in her mind. She had one target and prerogative now, and that was that this felt way too good to stop.
"You... Fool! I told you already... don't stop! Do you want me to beg? Is that it!? Keep going Bill~YYY! "
The boy answers the girl’s starving plea with a ravenous plunge of his own.
“Imple solo! Yes! Yes! Yessss!
Her voice stays high and light. She’s still slipping into her mother tongue but the lilt in her voice lets him know she's having the time of her life, just as she did for him before. It made Billy's heart fill to the brim that he could let her feel what he felt, and now with her go-ahead, he wasn’t about to stop til he made her come to the same end.
Ralinko was thrashing about like a girl possessed. Every last pile-driven penetration of Billy's prick was turning her mind into jelly, she felt like she was going mad-stark raving, moon calling mad! She wouldn’t stop howling out curses over the fall of humanity, yet as long as Billy kept fucking her, not one ounce of said ire would be directed at him.
“Et cognosce! Impotentiam tuam!!”
The pleasures of the flesh are too much. The high of sex humbles and shatters Ralinko. Billy's cock was hammering her down and sending her crashing to earth. Her bevy of hexes were so severe that with any more power in her system, it would have turned the sky red and made it rain hellfire, its focus firmly placed on anyone who would stop her Billy's fast and hard reverence for her.
She can’t take the rush anymore! Her nerves felt fried from end to end, her body quaking and tensing from bone to sinew. She feels what Billy felt twice already and is doubly incapable of facing it with composure.
Her pussy clenches down on Billy's shaft like a vice. The tight, all-encompassing snugness of the blonde's snatch was already too much for his freshly unvirgin cock to bare and her orgasm sinches it. When she cums her walls go into overdrive milking Billy for his payload, for every shot he was possibly worth, and with one last thrust Billy lodges inside and delivers it
Ralinko is seeing stars. She feels what Billy felt at the start and it boggles her mind without compare. How? HOW? How could this boy survive such a feeling twice and feel resilience enough to earn a third? She felt like she was gonna reach the ends of what she had. Her legs spread bare, with Billy in between them giving it everything he had, Ralinko struggles to imagine anything that could ever surpass it, even the prospect of ultimate cosmic devastation… doesn’t seem to compare.
Ralinko is spent. She was lucky she was already lying down cause she would’ve collapsed onto a heap if she hadn't. She was running on empty, mind barely kept awake on fumes, She didn't feel like she would be able to move under her power for hours, which is why it's up to Billy to turn the girl over, the boy hero and his penis still unprepared to back down.
Billy would have a hard time remembering anything of what he learned about in school that day but one thing he would never forget was that Captain Marvel or not there were plenty of ways for Billy Batson to have fun himself. Oh-! And that weird girls like Ralinko were the absolute best.
And as his still-stiff cock lines up and slides against her firm, tight asscheeks before prodding at her pussy from this new angle, Ralinko realizes something herself. That seducing Billy Batson was gonna be much, much harder than she thought.
Her eyes go half-lidded. Her smile returns to her just as soon as his cock does. She makes her plan's adjustments cooing and toe curling! Ralinko was an immortal. She could wait an eternity for her goal to reach its end and Billy fell into her grasp. But while she was stuck with him, she was looking forward to enjoying every last minute of it.