Sue Storm Bends Down - And Gets A Face Full of Pussy

The Invisible Woman bent down to grab the soap. She almost laughed. It was like a scene from some ancient porn video. The kind where pizzas were ordered with extra sausage, or women in prison took showers together and—

As Sue Storm's hand closed over the slippery bar of soap, a shadow fell across her face. The blonde looked up, wet hair hanging down—and a soft hand grabbed it. The blue eyes blinked as they stared at the labia now at eye level. Hot water trickled down Nissa's lithe, fit body. Sue's nostrils flared, and she caught her scent.

Sue swallowed. Her heart hammered. She could have broken free in an instant.

But she didn't want to.

God help her, she didn't want to.

Nissa's other hand gripped the heroine's head. Applying subtle pressure, to drag Sue Storm's face toward her pussy, even as the young woman leaned her shoulders against the wall, legs spread. A strange smile twisted the stripper's lips.

"Kiss it," Nissa whispered, just loudly enough for Sue to hear over the water. "Kiss my pussy."

Sue shook as emotions warred within her. This went far beyond a happy ending. More than a simple kiss between friends. This was cheating, pure and simple. If her lips pressed against that wet slit...

Her knees buckled. Sue's mouth opened in shock as she hit the floor. Nissa took advantage, redoubled her strength—and suddenly Sue Storm's mouth had engulfed the cunt in front of her. The smooth skin of the labia pressed against her teeth, her tongue ran across something salty, sour, hot, and...

...and that was when she heard the door to the showers open, and knew that she and Nissa were no longer alone in the showers.