Cosplay girl

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Starfire inhaled her breath sharply. “You are making me feel the horny, are you not?”

I laughed. “That I am.”

Starfire was vaguely aware that this probably wasn’t a great idea, but she’d never been one to try to fight how she felt or hold back from what she wanted. She stepped closer to me, put a hand behind my neck, and kissed me hungrily.

“Ohhhh…” she moaned as we kissed, twitching slightly in my arms.

“There we go,” I said. “That’s where pleasure is.” I put my arms around her waist and pressed her body against mine, sending little blossoms of pleasure rippling through her skin wherever we touched, and bigger, more intense ripples where bare skin met bare skin.

With little hesitation, she pulled off her top, then literally tore off my shirt. She pressed her naked breasts against my chest, and I rewarded her with still more pleasure and desire.

After that, she gave herself over completely, becoming a writhing, pleading, gasping creature of pure, insatiable lust. It was like nothing else I’d ever done–even Ivy and Harley at once couldn’t match this level of wild energy. Starfire’s boundless appetite and unlimited enthusiasm left any mere human far in the dust, and it was all I could do to keep up for a little while.

When we were done–well, when I was done and she was reluctantly convinced that I really was finished, unlike the last four times when she’d found ways to get me going again–I reached into her mind and shut her down. She had no barriers left to me, but it would take some study to get her reliably obedient. Until then, though, keeping her sexually addicted should be easy enough.

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