Underwear next!

"Okay... so, fair is fair right?" Mary Jane asked, shivering in her underwear on the city rooftop. "You lost your clothes, now you've taken mine. So we're good right?"

"Not quite." Black Cat smirked. "You see, you're still in those nice fancy underwear, while I'm standing here totally naked..."

"No, you can't mean..." Mary Jane started to speak. But, before she finished her sentence Black Cat was upon her. She grasped Mary Jane's hips, hands snagging her panties with a firm grip. Mary Jane's hands flew downwards, but she was two slow. Her panties flew down her smooth thighs, barely hesitated over her calves and off her feet in an instant. She squealed, cupping her hands over her manicured racing stripe of bright red pubic hair as her blush grew to match it.

The next was child's play for the cat. She **** Mary Jane over, flipping her onto her stomach where her breasts rubbed the rough tar roof. Then she unclipped the bra and pulled it away as easily as a lover. Mary Jane cupped her body, laying naked before her rival.