Take care of it

Supergirl knew she couldn't step out of the cubical like this. Her skin was literally tingling with excitement, her thighs once again damp with her juices.

If she was going to get herself out of this situation she needed to clear her head first.

Throwing her skirt to the floor she quickly reached between her legs, the sensation of her fingers against her sensitive folds sending more waves of pleasure through her body.

She let out a moan, and froze. She needed to be quiet. She brought her hand up to her mouth, trying to gag herself, but instead filling her nose with the scent of her own arousal.

With one hand on her mouth, the other buried itself between her legs, her fingers burying themselves deep inside her pussy thrusting back and forth as her thumb worked on her clit.