Helena tried to quickly memorize the list of names, if nothing else it might be people to interview, only to have that dashed from her mind as Mark suddenly asked her a question.  "Uh."  Helena answered, trying to think of an excuse.  She hadn't expected to get this far in, let alone get deeper.  She'd already been fucked on camera.  She'd lost her powers, so investigating now wasn't an option.  Not that she could use that as an excuse.  She was still trying to think of an out as the man spoke again.<br/><br/>Proof!  They were working with criminals.  "Sure." She heard herself finally answer.  She needed an in, clearly she was on the right track.  What was one more scene?  The sudden shift back to the scene at hand nearly brought a blush to Helena's lips.  The sudden focus on the position they had been sitting in, the degrading directions as to what to do.<br/><br/>As Mark popped out of her Helena tried to force a moaning gasp as if she was still in the mood.  She tried to follow his directions, not that she had to do much, and could feel his vile fluid oozing from her body.  She didn't even want to know what the camera could see.  She waited until it felt like most of it was gone, then slid to her knees beside the desk and opened her mouth to take the tip of his cock inside of it once more.  She sucked and slurped, the mingled taste of their juices not particularly pleasant, but she was determined to finish.  She needed the information, especially after what she had gone through.  She pulled her mouth of his cock so she could lick the length clean, stem to tip, pausing between each lick to take the tip in for a little more attention.