Supergirl is Giving a Footjob after Patrol 2
Title: Supergirl's Feet Worship After a Tiresome Patrol
Supergirl, clad in her iconic blue and red suit, landed gracefully on the rooftop, her eyes scanning the city for any signs of distress. With a flick of her cape, she dove back into the fray, her superhuman strength and agility being put to the test once again. Hours passed, and the sun began to set, painting the sky in vibrant hues of red and orange. Exhausted but satisfied with a job well done, Supergirl made her way back to her lair, ready to unwind.
As she removed her boots, revealing her toned, bare feet and soles, a sense of relief washed over her. She couldn't remember the last time she had taken off her boots and let her feet breathe. Gently massaging her tired soles, she could feel the tension melting away. Suddenly, an idea struck her like a bolt of lightning. Why not give herself a much-deserved footjob after such a long and arduous day?
She retrieved a bottle of lube from her stash and began to coat her toes, sliding her fingers up and down the arch of her feet. Her heart raced with anticipation as she positioned her legs, spreading them wide open, inviting herself to worship her own feet. With slow, deliberate strokes, she guided her cock between her toes, feeling the silky smooth skin against her sensitive flesh.
Her breath hitched as she increased the pace, her heels digging into the mat, providing resistance. The sensation of her cock sliding in and out of her own feet sent shivers down her spine, making her gasp. She leaned back against the wall, closing her eyes, letting out a low moan of pleasure. Her soles tingled with anticipation as she knew the climax was near.
With one final thrust, she felt the release, the warmth spreading across her soles. She let out a long, satisfying groan, her entire body relaxing into the blissful aftermath. For a moment, she basked in the satisfaction of bringing herself to orgasm, her powers used for her own pleasure instead of saving the world. As she opened her eyes, she noticed the cum coating her soles, a testament to the power she held within herself.
With a grin, she leaned forward, admiring her work, feeling a newfound sense of empowerment. She might be Supergirl, protector of Earth, but she was also a woman, deserving of pleasure and indulgence. And as she lay there, basking in the afterglow, she realized that sometimes, it was okay to put herself first.
