Blossom found a situation that was bad had quickly gotten worse with her own sister unknowingly holding her down. She arched her back in an attempt to break free, but Princess's words had clearly made that option not one worth seeking. Buttercup looked to be lost in the moment, her mouth doing something that she had never even thought about in her times of sexual exploration. Even with her self-pleasure this morning, the pink Powerpuff only really imagined what it would be like to kiss a boy... and at times, even one of her sisters.<br/><br/>Princess seemed to be well versed in this, however, demanding that Buttercup not stop her attentions on her rather curiously piece of equipment, and how Blossom should be sure to treat her sister in the same manner. Not really knowing what else to do at the moment, as the assaulter's words could very well be true, the teenager slowly extended her tongue out and away from her mouth, taking an innocent like at the green fighter's sex.<br/><br/>Never in her wildest dreams would Blossom have thought that she would enjoy something like this. Buttercup tasted wonderful, like a sort of tropical fruit that the teen has never had the pleasure to have. As if something in the girl's mind had clicked, Blossom couldn't pull herself away from it (even if she really could), her tongue lashing out over her sister's sweet pussy. The noises that came from the girl were another motivation, as it reminded Blossom of all the things that she thought about when touching herself. This was strange. This was wrong. This as incredibly arousing.<br/><br/>Blossom had since closed her eyes, her tongue seemingly working on instinct, her hands managing to roam over her own body. Her breasts got most of the attention, her blouse and undershirt a little more than disheveled before the hands had found their way to grip onto the girl on top of her. Hey... wasn't there someone on the roof when Blossom burst onto the scene?