Sandra Storms Off

Sandra may have been a bimbo, but she was a slut, too, and she instantly recognized what was going on between Carlos and Cobrina. In her mind it was irrelevant that she just spent 30 minutes fucking Empathica in the ladies' room--Carlos' cock belonged to her, and she wanted it in her. She didn't want to share him or his attention with anyone else, particularly not a powerfully attractive woman.

"Well I'm leaving!" she said in a huff, standing up. Then she turned a remarkably graceful pirouette on her towering stilleto heel and stormed off, her tight ass waggling provocatively.

"Honey, don't!" Carlos began, but Cobrina silenced him with a particularly well-placed stroke of her stockinged foot in his crotch. "Let her go," she cooed. "You can have her later, but for now I have plans for us." Carlos couldn't help but smile as his ever-hardening member responded not only to Cobrina's physical stimulation but also her blatant innuendo.

"Go take care of Sandra, my pet," Cobrina commanded Empathica. She sent the same waves of lust that overtook the former heroine the last time, then added something special. "And you're going to need THIS," she said, closing her eyes and pushing a particularly powerful wave of magic at her ****.

"Oooh!" Empathica moaned as a strange sensation washed over her pussy. As the tingling sensation continued she rolled up part of her latex miniskirt and found her own cock growing long and hard. "You bitch!" she hissed at Cobrina.

Cobrina could have been angry at this outburst of defiance from her ****, but instead she laughed gently. "Yes, but you knew that. Now, I told you to go take care of that blonde whore, didn't I?"

Empathica nodded, unable to control the fires of lust burning within her. Her cock ached to feel the wet warmth of a sloppy pussy, and she now understood exactly why men were accused of "thinking with their cocks" so often. How could they not, she wondered, when the desire they imparted was so urgent?

So she stood up, rolled her skirt back into place (luckily the shiny black material made it less obvious that something was straining to be released under it), and jogged toward the exit to find Sandra.

"I thought they'd never leave us alone again!" Cobrina said to Carlos with a smirk and another rub of her nylon-covered foot over and around his throbbing erection. "Now how should we spend the rest of our evening?"