Black Kryptonite The scene opens to a woman entering a room wearing a robe and lingerie while talking on a cell phone complaininge about her worthless ex-boyfriend Lex Luthor skipped town after committing some stupid crime and just before birthday. You're eyes go wide as you look and spot me standing in the room . You hang up the phone immediately and saunter over. Superman states he needs to ask a few questions about Luthor and where he might be. You put on a special lipstick and state that you know where the bastard is for a price. A kiss. Superman reluctantly agrees. You kiss me, but ...

Black Kryptonite The scene opens to a woman entering a room wearing a robe and lingerie while talking on a cell phone complaininge about her worthless ex-boyfriend Lex Luthor skipped town after committing some stupid crime and just before birthday. You're eyes go wide as you look and spot me standing in the room . You hang up the phone immediately and saunter over. Superman states he needs to ask a few questions about Luthor and where he might be. You put on a special lipstick and state that you know where the bastard is for a price. A kiss. Superman reluctantly agrees. You kiss me, but state my lips are like a brick. You kiss me again and state I'm still resisting... you demand I kiss you like I would Lois Lane. We kiss again and you state that's a little better, you drop the robe to reveal the lingerie and try again. The next kiss is longer and mouth opens briefly letting your tongue slide out. I'm swooning after that kiss and you laugh stating you don't really know where Lex is, but you state your lips where laced with Red Kryptonite to make me both weak and horny. You push me to the sofa and say you want revenge against Lex, and that your typing this and what better way to get under his skin by seducing his worst enemy. You apologize for the Kryptonite but superheroes treat sex like a forbidden bad word.. You tease me with a lapdance taunting me for being a fool. During the dance you s state you're going to give me a handjob make me cum in my supersuit. Which you do off camera (simulated)”Great Krypton!” Superman moans. Satified you say your done with me, and that I'm free to flee and fly away, or I could stay and your sex slave. The choice is mine. You kiss me again and ask my decision.