Sue Storm Licks That Pussy (With A Dental Dam)

The Invisible Woman fell out of the chair. Eyes locked on the bare pussy before her. So warm. So soft. So beautiful. Saliva flooded her mouth as the desires that Moonstone had stoked inside of her boiled over to something beyond her ability to resist.

Nothing else mattered. Not her marriage. Her children. The fragile joke that had been her heterosexuality. Just...cunny.

A moment before Sue Storm's tongue would have dipped into that hot, juicy box, Dr. Stone slapped a thin, transparent sheet of plastic across her pussy. Sue Storm paused. Confused. Her blue eyes turned to look at the psychiatrist, almost like a hurt puppy.

"Dental dam," Dr. Stone said, her glasses two circles of fire, a trace of blood oozing down from her left nostril. "You can't just be an indiscriminate slut, Sue. You need to be an ethical one. That's what you've chosen. Until and unless you find that...special someone..."

Sue shuddered. Her gaze dropped back to the bare quim before her. Already wet with Dr. Stone's juices.

Karla was right, Sue Storm thought, unsure how much of that was her own rational thought, and how much of that was her repeating the psychiatrist's words.

Ultimately, it didn't matter.

She buried her face against that hot, juicy twat. Her tongue pressed against that thin barrier, and through it she could feel the terrible heat of a cunt quivering in anticipation. The heroine's cheeks burned, she inhaled the precious womanly scent, her tongue rubbing against that cleft, dying for a taste that was the one thing the barrier prevented.

Dr. Stone settled her hand against the back of Sue's head, guiding the **** rug muncher. She closed her eyes and felt the terrible hum of the implants. Not sure how long she could hold this state. Sue Storm didn't stop. The slut was lost in indulging her sapphic desires. A carnal need that Moonstone had awakened, and now would guide...

"Just think," the psychiatrist said, as she lifted a leg over Sue's shoulder and folded it behind the heroine's head, pinning that face to her crotch. "If you were married to a woman instead of that limp prick husband of yours, there wouldn't be any barrier between you and her delicious cunt at all..."