Mary Jane Watson here, waiting for my husband, the friendly neighborhood Spiderman to get home. He promised he'd catch a really bad guy today and bring him home for me to have some fun with. Peter, opps, I mean Spiderman always knows just how to take care of me. You see, we don't like how the city takes in the bad guys and just releases them again, or they escape. What's the point of catching them if they always get back out. Spiderman and I came up with a mutual understanding. He knows I like my mean a certain way, and he brings me those bad boys so I can get my fill. Today he caught an awful one, he is just my type! I tease him and sudduce him. I lead him on and can you believe this guy really thought I was talking about fucking him. Come on now, I would never fuck someone like that. When I tease them, and get them going, their adrenaline starts pumping, providing more endorphins. For whatever reason the more endorphins the better they taste.  The little guy starts sweating and I just can not control myself any longer. In my mouth you go!