Being pushed away wasn't something Emma was in terrible danger of right now. Jynx had a fistful of blue hair, tugging that angular face between her legs. If this had happened an hour ago the taste likely would have been unbearable -- but the lunatic was quite fresh after her shower, having a relatively mild flavor. Her firm clit was... highly responsive, and Jynx arched her back slightly, wrapping steel-strong legs around Emma's neck and bucking a little bit, moaning out her pleasure as she was suckled and teased.<br/><br/>Thank you... heh. Maybe she'd try saving people more often if this was the outcome, this scrawny lovely lady between her legs, suckling on her naughty parts.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff00ff">"Harder,"</span>she growled, tightening her fist and wrenching on Emma's hair. It was not a request, it was a demand -- one she expected to be fulfilled. Little teasing fingers was fun for a minute but she wanted this bitch inside of her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>