"I sure hope she shows up again tonight. She's a real cutie, but heck, you don't want to hear about that." I stood there with a blank look on my face,...not really knowing what to say.As he turned around to leave he said, "By the way, my name is Dan. If I happen to see that little gal. I'll send her by here to visit with you. I bet she'd be a real beauty with a black cocktail dress on and wearing one of those diamond necklace's you have there in the showcase." He gave me a wink and a big smile. "Follow me." he said huskily. I could see that his imagination was running riot; maybe he had the same video as I had. To increase his pleasurable discomfort, I slipped my hand into his and smiled sweetly into his shocked face.A few hundred yards and a couple of turns later, we entered a bright and gaudily lit shop. There were rows of DVDs on the shelves, magazines in racks on a wall, and a second section further back in the shop where I could see manekins in strange poses wearing a range of. If you get my drift. But I feel sure that you’ll get the idea …… won’t you?’ she added menacingly. Batgirl was still recovering from the butterfly attack, but was savvy enough to know when she’d been outmanoeuvred. ‘No,’ she whispered dejectedly, ‘co-operation it is.’ ‘Good!’ smiled Catwoman, ‘Now, we might as well prepare. You’re way overdressed for what I’ve got in mind!’ With that, she placed her clawed fingers near Batgirl’s shoulder and pressed gently into the purple suit. ‘Better stay. But this experience is different. Bird seems to be pleasing herself not only for me, not only for her, but with and for her surroundings. My breath quickens to match my heart, nipples press against the soft cotton top, my pussy heated and moist.I slide my fingers beneath the material of my panties, gently teasing over my labia. One digit dips through the wetness, then up to rub my increasingly needy clit, eyes never leaving Bird.She arches the small of her back, pushing her shoulder blades into.