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Under My Control. Starring Ashley Lane. Directed By JohnM

The villain, Hydra, has been grasped by the Justice League and positioned in a secure cage. Stargirl heads to give him a pice of her mind, but this is the opportunity that he has been waiting for. As mighty as Stargirl is, she has no defense against the mind manage powers of Hydra. With but a elementary pocket see, he has her mesmerized and under his manage. To be confident he has succeeded in lovable her, he tests her very first, commanding her to arch over so he can admire her rigid, plump butt beneath her scandalously brief miniskirt. Next, he orders her to take hold of and wring her hooters, to run her mitts thru her velvety, blond hair and to crawl on the couch like a wanton tart. When she conforms with every one of his lewd directives, he determines to go even farther, to power her to wank for him, her most personal and individual activity of sexiness on showcase for his amusement.

Lounging back, she opens up her lengthy gams and fumbles herself thru her cock-squeezing, crimson underpants, breath coming faster as she senses the rush of blood to her genitals. Delighted to make her perform this shameless fuckfest activity in front of one of her hated nemesis, he tells her to pull her undies to the side so he can witness pinkish snatch, trimmed nude and erection with enlivenment. Then, he thinks Уfuck itФ, and tells her to take them off. Disrobing for him, she resumes to knead her frigs over her humid vagina and rock hard clittie of a clitoris, choking and wriggling as she perceives the strain house deep inwards. Pulling out a ginormous, strong vibro, he forearms it to her, requesting her to use it, to observe her most intimate of acts, to publicly climax in front of him. Polishing it against her crotch, she wiggles and shrieks, throbbing sways of enjoyment bringing her closer to the edge. When she ejaculates, she ejaculates rock hard, hatch agape and eyes spinning back into her head. She collapses, will-lessly lounging on the sofa, fatigued from the staggering sexual vibration.

Now that heТs had his joy, he has a job to do. To kill Stargirl. Arching over her half-naked, youthful assets, feeble from the strenuous orgasms that wracked her, he wraps his palms around her slim neck and wrings, gagging the life from her. She attempts to struggle, but her force has fled, her limbs feebly thrashing about as her face turns crimson, tongue lolling out and eyes bulbous from her pretty face. Shortly, she is still, throttled to death in the Justice LeagueТs own stronghold. Hydra makes his escape, leaving her corpse on the couch, breasts and fuckbox unsheathed for all to watch, the evidence of her demeaning overpower visible to her guy heroes. Skimpy Stargirl, she should have stuck with the Justice Society of America.