She began to undress, except for her cape and mask. Peter gawked as he watched Hit-Girl strip down. He couldn't believe it, had never thought about seeking a girl naked, never mind her.
Hit-Girl's young teen body was perfectly shaped. Nice curves, rounded ass, unshaven pussy between her coltish legs. And her tits... She was sporting a very nice pair, high and firm, dark pinkish-brown areolae, either s large B- or a small C-cup.
Peter couldn't help but droll, though he had no idea why he was doing that. But Hit-Girl took it as a compliment, smiling.
"Come here, you," She said sexily, grabbing him and pulling him as she back towards the bed, hornier than ever.
The back of her legs made contact with the bed, causing her to fall back, with Peter tumbling down on top of her. Hit-Girl held him in place as she edges back up the bed under him, until his face was between her spread thighs.
"Eat me out until I scream, Petey boy," She ordered, grabbing the back of his head.
"Huh?"
"Just do it."
Hit-Girl pushed his face between her legs, into her hairy, extremely wet cunt. Besides the wetness, the first thing that struck him was the scent. She smelled sweet down there. Tentatively, and curiously, Peter stuck out his tongue and touched her wetness.
Mmmm... He thought. Tastes pretty good.
He started running his tongue up and down the wetness, trying to lick it all up. Hit-Girl moaned, pulling his face tighter agak at her pussy.