second helping?

Diana checked herself in the side mirror of pick-up truck. Changing back to Diana had cleaned her up, but she blushed as she wished she still had the cum on her and how great it felt to have the trucker's cum splatter on her. She went back inside the diner and ordered a strawberry shake and a glass of ice water to cool herself down after getting all hot and horny with the trucker.

Diana sipped her ice water and tried to wrap her mind around the fact that she apparently now loved to have cum splattered on her face and head when she was Wonder Woman. Would the trucker think it was really Wonder Woman who seduced him, sucked him off, then had him cum on her face, or would he think it was just someone dresses as Wonder Woman? Could she keep doing that as Wonder Woman and not have people think it was really?

The waitress brought her her shake, and she started to sip on that. She heard some loud voices, and turned to see four tipsy college boys stagger and and take a booth. Suddenly Diana had a mental image of herself as Wonder Woman kneeling among the four boys as they covered her in their cum. She blushed as she felt a twinge her in groin, and felt her temperature rise.