...n - nine - eight -seven - six -five -four - three - two - one."
Stacy shifted to her side and small snores sounded steadily.
Lexi bent and kissed the disheveled blonde on the forehead. "Good night supergirl."
"Mmm-ughh. . ." Stacy moaned lightly due to a particularly interesting dream.
That week was both good and bad for Stacy. The good news was that Ellen promised to never mention her secret identity and forget about that whole business with Black Scorpion. The bad news was that Stacy couldn't get it out of her mind. She was constantly fantasizing about it and she was . . . well perpetually hot. She had tried several times to take care of business, but it was a no go. The last time that she had an orgasm was when being fucked by Black Scorpion's kryptonite cock.
Stacy shifted in her seat and pressed her thighs tightly together and squeezed. To make matters worse, Lexi wasn't helping things. While Stacy was trying to watch CNN in an effort to forget about her horniness, Lexi came into the room in her underwear and started doing her yoga stretches. God, you could see practically everything. Did the girl have no shame? Didn't she know that Ellen was due back home and that her boyfriend might come in with her? And didn't she know how sexy her ass looked in that position? 'What am I thinking?' Stacy wondered.
"You staring at me Stacy?" Lexi asked.
"No," Stacy replied defensively.