<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.collider.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/04/x-men-apocalypse-poster-psylocke-olivia-munn.jpg)</div><strong>Code Name</strong>: Pyslocke<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Elisabeth Betsey Braddock<br/><strong>Location</strong>: The Showers<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Collosuss (Directly)<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>:<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://art.cafimg.com/images/Category_43721/subcat_90926/psylockeSMALL.jpg)</div></div><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Pyslocke smiled a sly smile as she locked eyes with the tall and handsome Russian Man. She felt no guilt in seducing him, she knew he had loved Kitty Pryde but she was no longer a active X-man and wasn't here so as far as Elisabeth was concerned he was fair game. It was just sex, it didn't have to lead to some epic romance, she had tried to have that with Warren and got her heart broken in the process, she didn't need to have it again. Piotr massaged her large breasts, yes indeed, Kwannon was extremely well endowed with her bosoms. He had that look in his eye, like a kid unwrapping a present on Christmas morning, his eyes full of such wonder as he groped at her firm tits. He told her once she had a taste of Russian she wouldn't want to go back, she found his broken English bloody adorable. She used her hand to tilt his head up by his chin, gaining his attention once again. "Oh I don't doubt it for a second Luv." she said in a provocative manner.<br/><br/>Piotr dropped to his knees and started to play with her tight wet pussy. He continued to travel from her slit to her sensitive bud where he latched on to it and began to flick at it. The rhythm and pressure he applied made Pyslocke deeply sigh and her lids fluttered shut. She placed her hand atop his head and racked her fingers through his short-cropped opal hair. Her light scratches on his scalp were to encourage Piotr to persist. His tongue slid down and delved into her pink folds. She loudly moaned. She looked down on him. Her eyes transformed to a startling white as she watched his ministrations. He darted in and out of her.  “How do I taste Luv?”she asked him huskily. He was snacking at her hot core and she LOVED it.  He then rested her leg over his broad shoulder and continued snacking on her pretty pink pussy. Instinctually Pyslocke began to rotate her hips, grinding against his lips as she slunk down further to be filled with more of his mouth. The water from the shower coming down on them both like raindrops as she fucked her pussy against his handsome face. Her mewls intensified.  Elisabeth`s thighs wrapped around his head in a vice like grip and her hand pushed the back of his head into her further. "Bollocks! Im gunna cum! Gunna Cum....ohhhh soooo good Piotr ohhhhhhh!" She moaned like a whore.