To the Showers

Of course, Psylocke took you to the showers.

She made it clear what she wanted from you and you were more than happy to give her what she wanted.

It wasn't like you to ever disappoint a woman.

Especially when they were as beautiful as Psylocke.

Like a lot of guys you considered her to be a once in a lifetime beauty.

Granted, you could say that about every single one of your female teammates, but Psylocke's personality (which seemed to exude danger every time you interacted with her) helped her stand out from the rest.

She made sure to walk in front of you, giving you quite the site of her ass wiggling as she moved.

"I've gotta be de luckiest guy on Earth." You mutter to yourself, something Psylocke barely heard, but she appreciated the sentiment.

You couldn't help but wonder how long she'd wanted you like this.

After all, Psylocke was always hot and cold with you and, at the moment, her feelings towards you were very hot!

She got you into the showers and she made you stand there and wait while she stripped both you and her and then she turned on the shower and stood under the spray.

You were practically drooling over her, but she made no motion to indicate that you could join her yet.

It was driving you insane, but you didn't want to do anything that could screw this up.

It wasn't everyday you had a chance like this and you would never forgive yourself if you did something that caused this to fall through.

So, you simply watched her, waiting to see what she did next.

After a few moments of getting wet, she decided that it was time for you to join her.

You wasted no time in going over to her and, without even thinking about it, pulling her into an explosive kiss.

Betsy was so hot that you needed to claim her, even if it was for just this one night.

She wrapped her arms around your neck and kissed back as hard as you were kissing her.

Betsy's passion was being unleashed just as much as yours was and it was kind of astounding to you just how passionate she could be.

You were getting a glimpse of a side of Betsy that she had never shown you before.

Of course, you were very glad that, somehow, someway, you had managed to bring this side of her out today.

"Tell me, Betsy, what do you want to do?" You asked her, trying to be the gentleman.

"I wanna do whatever you want me to do!" She answered with a wink.

That gave you an idea to see just how far you could push this.

"Why don't you bend over and give me a nice look at dat ass of yours." You say, with Betsy instantly doing just that.

It was incredible how much power you had over her.

You weren't sure exactly why, but, given the circumstances, you weren't really concerned about it either.

You couldn't help but reach out and get a feel of her ass.

It somehow felt even firmer than you'd ever thought it would!

She gave out a moan at you squeezing her ass, showing that she liked what you were doing.

It was her way of encouraging you to go even further.

Which you were more than happy to do.

You stop feeling her ass and decided to give it a big smack.

Once again, Betsy did not protest the rough treatment.

In fact, she seemed to really enjoy it.

Which you noted.

If Betsy could handle it rough, then you would be more than happy to give it to her rough.

You then surprise her by reaching down to feel her pussy.

It was, already, very wet.

You couldn't help but feel a little arrogance at getting such a response from her body.

At this point, you had a choice to make, either you could eat her out or you could fuck her.

You weighed the pros and cons of both sides and then you made your choice.