Do you want some coffee" I asked as I shut the door. It was cold outside and even trying I could see her nipples were hard from the brief moment s...e spent outside during our conversation. "Sure, however you make yours" she said as she untied her shoes. She was cute. She had purple/black hair as part of the current Warped Tour scene. She was short but thin. Lip piercing. Neither her breasts or ass were spectacular but they fit her size. Plus, Ive seen the pictures of her pierced. I had no experience but felt I had some natural knowhow and liked it. I could taste his pre-cum, and smelled something good. I pushed my head down, and down, I moved my tongue to feel the smooth penis in my mouth. I sucked it like I wanted to milk it and moved up and down. It felt so good in my mouth; it would be better it I could take more. My first time and I was a blowjob whore. Cannot tell you how long but I could tell he was going to go, and I was not going to stop. Whoosh, the load was in. It occurred to me that I had the perfection weapon. Whenever I slap him, it is out of frustration and because I don't know what else to do. It is because he has me cornered, mentally. I need to let out steam, and I want him to feel the pain that I feel. But I don't really want to hurt him physically. "So what did you do?" "I planned it. I bought some handcuffs. Put them in a hidden but accessible place. The next time we had an argument and I felt my temper rising, instead of slapping him, I. She understood the excitement that caused the Riddler to dance with glee as the seconds ticked away and Batman's ignorance of his latest riddle brought that moment of a masterplan's success that bit closer.***Potkin could hear the fire. He could even hear people approaching through the chaos, but he was intrigued.He walked over to the prone Batgirl. He grabbed her left breast and squeezed, receiving not so much a flicker from Batgirl's face.He reached down and rubbed her crotch and felt.