Supergirl takes charge

Supergirl found she couldn't hold herself back. One minute she was looking at the guard in the doorway, the next she was pressed against him, her lips on his, her hands already fumbling with his belt.

The guard seemed startled at the ferocity of her attack for a moment, but it wasn't long before returned her kiss, his arms wrapping around her, hands exploring her back, tugging at her T-shirt.

Supergirl broke the kiss long enough to lift her arms, allowing the guard to pull her T-shirt up over her head, his eyes instantly locking on her breasts, barely encased in her blue bra.

Then Supergirl was attacking again, with his belt already undone, she quickly tugged at his pants and boxers, pulling both down to his knees, his already fully erect cock springing into life between them.