Go back to your house first

A body that fine requires a more comfortable setting to ravage it. Unfortunately, getting there might be a problem since Supergirl punched several holes through the hood of your car and into the engine.

“Looks like our transportation is ruined,” you say as you pull your pants back up.

“This?” asks Supergirl. “I thought this was just a piece of junk. It had mud all over it and dents in the side.”

“That was from the rubble that your space ship threw at it when you crash landed. It was still drivable before you pounded it to ****.”

“Oops!” The blonde slut puts a hand to her mouth in embarrassment. “I'm so sorry! The ritual was sooo fun and I thought this was just some junk and I got so excited and I-”

“It's okay,” you tell her. “I have lots more cars back at my house. Besides, someone with your powers can get us there even without a car.”

Supergirl claps her hands, delighted that she can do something useful. You wrap your arms around her tight body, making sure to grab solid handfuls of her ass to hold it firmly.

“Ready?” asks the blonde bimbo.

“Super ready,” you say as you enjoy the feel of her firm little tits pressing into your chest.

Supergirl puts an arm around you and cradles your ass, then points her other arm straight up in the air. You take off into the sky. The wind is cold, but exhilarating. The two of you hold each other tight as you speed towards the clouds.

With a few instructions, Supergirl finds your house fairly quickly. She sets down in the front driveway, then points to the nearest building. “Is that your home?”

“That's part of it. That's actually the garage, where I keep most of my cars.”

You lead her into the main house. Along the way she marvels at the size of your vast home and the many pieces of art you've filled it with.

“This is really nice! Does everyone on Earth have a house like this?”

“No, only a few. I've made a lot of money since... uh... since I was exposed to the purple kryptonite.”

“I thought you said it was magenta kryptonite?”

“No, purple. Pay attention.”

“I'm sorry,” says Supergirl, hanging her head.

You take the gullible girl's hand and lead her up the stairs. “Anyway, I can enjoy lots of nice things because of my success. That's how I was able to afford you.”

“Huh? Afford me?”

“I mean... that's how I will be able to afford you.” You pull her into the master bedroom. “Afford you living here, I mean. Though if I'm going to go to that expense, you'll have to promise to be a good girl and learn all the Earth customs and rituals.”

“Oh definitely!” Supergirl hugs you firmly. The hug lingers and she slides one of her legs up yours, until her skirt rides up and her wet pussy rubs against your leg. “I really, really want to learn all the native rituals. Especially if they're just as fun as the last one.”

You smile. “As a matter of fact, there is another ritual we need to do now.”

The super teen smiles ear to ear. “What?! Please tell me, I'm sooo excited!”