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As the crowd started thinning, Supergirl reached for the hem of her skirt once again, tugging it slightly, but feeling the material already damp.

Not only that, but as her hand grabbed the skirt, it almost made slight contact with her pussy through the skirts thing fabric.

A small wave of pleasure washed through her body, more so when she felt the cool air on the lower half of her buttocks. Pulling the front of the skirt down was just resulting in lifting the back, and the lower portion of her cheeks were slightly exposed.

She bit her lip, unable to deny that she was now getting pleasure from her embarrassment. She couldn't resist another slight brush of her pussy through her skirt, her knees almost buckling at the contact.

She knew that this was so totally wrong, but her body seemed to betray her, the outline of her nipples clear despite the coverage of both her shirt and her bra.

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