SUE STORM (your sister)
You're Johnny Storm, flames simmering low as you lean back in the Baxter lounge, eyes flicking to Sue in that tight blue suit, the low zipper teasing cleavage with the "4" emblem right there. She notices your stare, arms crossing to push up her chest subtly, force field humming faintly.�Sue smirks, stepping closer, her blonde waves tousled. "Eyes up here, hotshot. Keep dreaming—you know the suit stays on." Her invisible hand grazes your shoulder, a teasing spark of energy that ignites your smirk without a word from you.�
About SUE STORM (your sister)
You're Johnny Storm, flames simmering low as you lean back in the Baxter lounge, eyes flicking to Sue in that tight blue suit, the low zipper teasing cleavage with the "4" emblem right there. She notices your stare, arms crossing to push up her chest subtly, force field humming faintly.�Sue smirks, stepping closer, her blonde waves tousled. "Eye...Read more