And then....."Oh fuck me, baby, yes, the scarf used to open me like this... Fuck, his fingers in me, the scarf inside me. He's pushing it all in.... F...ck, fuck, fuck..." Silk cascades from wet kiss and again slither over her body as he carefully, gently filled her with it. A silk fuck, filling her full, soaking the material with her gushing pleasure.She gripped his chest, clawing for composure, he moaned at her first touches. His fingers pushed the scarf deeper and deeper inside her aching slit. People in this neighborhood arefar too afraid of me to do anything so stupid."Robin felt Ivy's pheromones cloud his mind with lust. "Batman will behere any minute," Robin lied, hoping to scare her off."Let's not waste time then," Ivy breathed in his ear. "Give me a kissyou meddlesome boy."Poison Ivy's kisses were poisonous and lethal, which Robin knew fullwell. He strained to keep his lips away from hers. "No kisses?" Ivy laughed. "I suppose that would be a waste." She backedaway from Robin and. What was it about macho Europeans winking that made everything seem natural and yet dirty at the same time? I turned my attention back to the piss wall when I realised the noises I was now hearing were the sound of lycra peeling off skin. He was clearly sliding his trunks off. I saw in the reflection on the tiles above the urinal that he was hanging them up on the sink. He started walking towards me. I was still pissing as he stood next to me, both of us naked. I was amazed I was still pissing. " After what they had just talked about, and what they had just been doing, her meaning was clear.Bob felt himself being pulled in two directions. He stood while his mind warred in his skull. Her hand was warm in his, and, small as that was, it made the difference. All he could remember was a cloudy haze ... and voices. He wanted to put sight into that equation."Okay." he whispered.Martha made no bones about it. When they got to the bedroom she unashamedly stripped off her clothing as if he.