Catwoman

Catwoman is standing there, in the middle of the main room. She's facing away from you, so you assume that she hasn't seen you yet. You sneak up behind her and realize something is off. You look up as Catwoman drops from the ceiling on top of you. You notice she has somehow found a way to find her costume as she lands on you, knocking you onto the ground. You roll over, pinning her on the floor with you on top. She swipes at you with her claws, causing you to lean back far enough for her to push you back, allowing her to crawl onto you. The two of you continue to grapple on the floor until she pins you to the ground. She has one leg to your left and the other between your legs, and she holds down your two hands with hers. Her face is close to yours, but not close enough for you to head butt.

"Well you aren't Batman." Catwoman says. You can feel her breath against your face and can see the green in her eyes.

"I'm sorry to disappoint." You say.

"I mean, I just got out of jail. The least he could do would be to show up and let me ride him. I haven't had a good cock, or even an orgasm in such a long time."

"I think I can help with that." You say, stretching yourself to rub against her leg.

"Oh, does your kitty want some attention?" Catwoman purrs, moving her leg against your groin. You nod vigorously as you begin to grind against her latex catsuit, the first waves of ecstasy spreading through you.

"Mmmm, do you like that, slut?" Catwoman purrs. You notice she has gotten closer to you, her legs now spread over one of yours. She bends down and kisses you as she begins to grind against you, similar to how you are grinding against her. Her tongue enters your mouth, fighting your tongue for dominance of your mouth.

"Hold on a moment." She says as she moves. Catwoman moves into a position that allowed the two of you to grind your womanhoods together, even through the suits.

"Mmm, are you sure you haven't done this before?" Catwoman moans as the two of you gyrate your hips together.

"Not with someone as sexy as you." You moan. You can feel yourself getting close, and according to the look on Catwoman's face, she is too.

"Are you ready?" You ask, hoping she says yes.

"Hell yeah." She nods. You begin to count, hoping you can last the three seconds.

"3." You say.

"2." She responds.

"1." You both say together. For a split second, you see the look of pure bliss wash over Catwoman's face, how beautiful it is, but your orgasm overwhelms you and your vision goes fuzzy.

Once you recover from your orgasm, you see Catwoman is still recovering and decide to take advantage. You walk over to her and handcuff her.

"What!" Catwoman says, momentarily confused, but then furious. "You bitch."

"Well, you know, I'm not really a cat person."