”Barbara looks down at herself. The bulge between her legs isn’t very visible in the jeans that she wears, but in costume it’s another matter. I...y had been the one to design the plant spores that caused Barbara to grow a penis, but it had been Harley’s idea. Barbara is shocked that Ivy enabled it; she might’ve been drunk.The consequences have been serious. Barbara and over a thousand other Gotham women were affected by that attack. Bruce still hasn’t figured out a way to get rid of the penises. The head of my massive cock probing imploringly at the outer banks of her womanhood, poking shallowly into her slippery cunt lips as if to discover the proper route into her depths. " Mmmmm," a flirtatious and encouraging moan quietly escaping Marina. When my rod found the path into her well-primed canal, I lingered enticingly at the periphery of her impatient cunt, enjoying the anticipation of what would happen next. Her moaning became playful and sexy, imploring me to put my cock further into. I ran my tongue along the center of her breasts to her navel and toyed with it with my tongue. While my tongue was occupied there, I eased my fingers to her molten core and was greeted by juicy lips and a swelling clit at the top of her slot hidden among the fiery hair. I moved my face further down and kissed and licked her pubic hair and then blew lightly through the red forest of hair. I continued to run my finger through her slippery slot and opened her hole for my entrance to her heavenly. I opened the passenger door and slipped in as he turned to kiss me, deeply offering me his tongue.We made out hotly, but when I kept asking him if he had a place to go, his reply was no. I suggested going into the store to get in a booth, but he was concerned that it would look pretty obvious if he came right back in with another guy. Meanwhile it was getting hotter and hotter in his car all the time with a religious radio station on, playing music. He had pulled his cock out, so I bent over.