Its body coiled into a spring and launched through the air so swift. I gasped and dived to the side. Every hair on my body stood up as it surged past ...e. I felt the electricity humming around it. A hands breadth closer, and it would have stunned me. I would have made a small meal, an appetizer.My heart racing, I scrambled to my feet as it whipped around and hissed. I had one other type of bomb in my pouch. Lightning crackled. I threw myself to the ground. I rolled on muddy leaves as the bolt. I struggled to divest myself of my clothing and laughed to myself at what a spectacle I must be making. After tugging my T Shirt up over my head and off I fumbled with the clasp of my push-up bra but finally to open the little hooks and the bra fell to the floor. I briefly cupped both breasts and gave them a little heft. It’s become kind of ritual for me when I dress or undress. I guess I’m subconsciously checking to make sure there still their. It took me a while to grow them and I never want. It was a cock not a penis. It was far too big to be called a penis. Before I could move I felt Vincent's strong hands on my shoulders pushing me down to my knees. “Take it in your mouth. You know you want to Mrs. Johnson. You know you want it in your mouth.” He said.The truth was I did want to take it in my mouth. The head of his cock was huge like a mushroom. I opened my mouth and took that mushroom in my mouth. In all the time I had been married to Paul he had never asked me to do. Because that blonde heroine hadn´t a secret identity. Everybody knew her nocturnal activities along the most dangerous places and against the most dangerous criminals on Mega York of that stripper.In fact Pandora considered herself just a stripper with a “different” hobby, even after that she had developed her gift.Her gift. One night, one year ago, a bit of Aphrodite life force, by unknown reasons, had hit her, giving her the ability to get strength and resilience with the excitation of her.