Robin grinned at his depiction of Selina’s body as being near perfect. At the time, he was convinced that Catwoman was the embodiment of female perf...ction. A definite cut above his previous standard masturbation fantasy - Batgirl. Of course he’d never had the opportunity to see what Batgirl looked like under those purple tights.Three months ago, Dick had found a new standard of perfection. One which he knew would never be exceeded. He’d spent a few weeks over the summer organizing a new group. Then using my shoulders to wordlessly guide me to sit on the bed in the same way I have often steered Synthia, I found out my new feet are very receptive to many new pleasures. Standing again Anna worked her way up my torso, but avoiding my breasts and nipples in favor of my sensitive neck and ears.Next Anna used her soft lips to brush over my eyelids, nose, and teased at my own lips. I found myself trying to push harder into hers for more contact, but she wasn't going to give it to me yet.I. When she got back from shaving herself he nodded approvingly and said, "Buy some scotch and have a glass waiting for me when I’m coming over."It was very presumptuous of him to think he would be invited back. She started to retort, but found herself just looking at the floor, unable to say anything. SMACK. He slapped her hard across the cheek. ”Look at me when I’m talking to you. Now spread your legs and let me see your newly bald cunt." She adjusted herself and he cupped her cunt in his hand,. She had not done that for the other guys. I was special and she didn’t tell me that it was time to stop either. My whole hand was wet and all of my fingers had been in her pussy even my thumbs.Then she asked, “Do you want to fuck me? It’s still your birthday…until midnight. You are thirteen, you are the man of the house, and now you can pretend to my husband too. That is if you want too.”I undressed and climbed up between her legs. Mom helped me get it positioned and all I had to do was push it.