" You have Candy." I croaked, my bloody voice sounded like it was coming from somewhere else."But you've not seen it Mr Smithson," she giggled, "You m...ght not like it." I'm sure I will Candy." My teacher likes to lie on the floor and let me stand over his face Mr Smithson." Oh God." Is your cock getting hard?" Yes."She crooked her finger under the garment and sighed."Ooh yes that's nice, I love playing with my pussy." Would you like me to lie on the floor?" Yes please Mr Smithson, but you have. I was standing in front of the bathroom sink wrapped in a pink towel Mac bought just for me. I dried my hands really good and looked in the ba on the counter and found a really sexy pair of black panties and those rich kind of black thigh highs. Mac loved me in my thigh highs but these where not the cheap Wal-mart kind. Wow i thought. I dried my self off a little more and then took the things out of the bag and at the bottom of it I hadn't noticed something black like a sleeping cat? I tipped. She had been investigating signs of mysterious activities going on at one of the warehouses down at the Gotham docks. She recalled easily sneaking past the guards in the area, finding the warehouse, scaling the outer wall, finding a ceiling window that she could open and then absailing down into the dark storage hall on a line from her utility belt... She remembered finding some mysterious looking containers in the warehouse, and the last thing she could remember was being in the process of. He was like an animal pounding into me hard and fast and holding my hips like a vice grip. It didn’t take long for him to cum inside of me but I knew it wasn’t over. I stood up slightly to turn my body enough to passionately kiss him before he pushed on my back signaling he was ready for round 2.I leaned forward again as he started to enter me, this time a little slower, probably to tease me. He wasn’t fucking me as hard and fast this time and I was getting a little impatient because he came.