Diana had a plan for Chrissy. She just couldnt let the blonde onto it. Why? It was a little reckless, and she was defintely going to have to do some clean up work because if it.
Chrissy didnt even wear undies under that suit?! Why?!
Arguing it would only make it worse, so the older woman removed her chestplate. Not her gauntlets, those always stayed on. Dropping it on the ground, even though it looked like cloth, the sound it made was quite metallic. Next came the spankies, which was actually harboring another, smaller set of undies. Getting on the table with Chrissy, she made the blonde lean back, kissing her.
It had been a while...almost four months since she and Clark...fuck Clark.