“Please do.” Azura nodded. “Alright, so our next move should be to contact this Captain Bolt and see if we can persuade her to help us. Can you locate her? With the Blue Lotus' connections it should be easier and faster to do so than if we search for her on our own.” She asked Daiyu before taking another bite of the food.
"And you're loving it." He laughs as he fucks her, pressing her against the mahogany of the desk as his cock explores her deepest area. Finally, she feels the warmth of his seed inside her, as he cums.
"Oh, there's a way around that as well." Erik laughs, as she says there's no drugs in her system. He turns his head as she strikes him, her power all sapped by the gold in her nipples. "Assaulting an officer?" He reaches out and grabs her throat, squeezing tight. "Bad move, bitch."
"I'm not sure - costumes aren't our specialty. Still, I suppose I can put out word that-" She pauses, as Sapphira interrupts. "She's stopping a bank robbery down at 42nd Street." She looks up from her phone. "You can probably catch her if you hurry."
Sadly, Sonata's fears are confirmed, as the call ends just after. "Hello? Hello? Motherfucker..." The gang leader grunts, tossing her phone against the wall of the ruined bar in a fury.
Psychana felt the man's anger and part of her body agreed with him, she'd worked herself into a horny state and now wanted to fuck! But not at the expense of Psychana's reputation. With the shift in emotions from the men in the room her telepathy picked up on it and it started to clear her mind of the lust-fog that had begun to cloud her mind. In a moment of clarity, Jenny attributed it to the drug she'd taken before going on patrol as her latent telepathy was near non-existent!
Soon, Azura steps out into an alley next to the bank. The magical girl hears sirens, and then a high pitched yelp, as she catches the heroine mid costume change.
On her trip home, the drug's effects die down, going from euphoric wave to a pleasant buzz. Arriving in the evening, she finds Chastity laid out on the couch, probably tired from their misadventure at the gym, with Harold having helpfully laid a blanket over her. Then, Jenny hears a woman's moan. Slowly, she moves towards Harold's office, sliding the door open a crack, eyes going wide as she sees what's within. Harold sits at his computer, pants off, small manhood in his hand as he stares at the computer screen. On the computer, Jenny sees a buxom blonde pornstar, so close to her in looks that the Jenny initially fears that this is her sex tape, moaning as her ass and pussy are fucked simultaneously, but what really catches her eye are her lovers - muscular black men. Instantly, Jenny's memories go back to her own experiences, as she catches her husband watching porn.
Erik pats the baton on his belt, looking her in the eye. "Do I look like I'm joking, bitch?"
Vince pulls out, moving in front of her, grinning as he eyes up the ruin he made of the heiress. Idly, he strokes his bulky manhood, returning to full hardness, dripping with her juices. "Do you want me to be done?"
"That was the deal, yeah, and you held up your end..." He chuckles, his hand sliding across her nubile body. "This, would be just for us..."
Jenny stood stunned and watched her husband watch porn. Memories of being fucked by Hammer, Duke's thugs, Holness, and the guys at the gym raced through her mind and began to work her up into a frenzy. Even though the drug's effect had diminished she still found herself growing wet at the sight; but she fought the urge to masturbate.