She turned her head to look back at him. “My ass ... take my ass, Please, Lord.”Forcing his bulbous cockhead between her labia, Jack said, “Oh, ...’m going to take your ass, don’t worry, but I want you this way first.”When he was about half-way in, he pulled back, then stroked his full length into her slick vagina. As he gently pistoned into her, Lisa, moaning softly in the back of her throat, rolled her hips around the axis of his cock. “Ohh ... Good,” she gasped.He pulled back, then pressed his. "After I left Sally texted Susan>Sally: I am in so much trouble for texting while driving!Susan: did you get pulled over by a cop!!Sally: Worse! By Kevin, the guy that spanks me. I told you about!Susan: What did he say? It's none of his business! Sally: He hates it when people don't pay attention while driving. He rides a motorcycle and comes across all sorts of stupid people.Susan: So, what's he gonna do about it!Sally: he's going to punish me tomorrow morning!Susan: can I come over and. Salty. Incontrovertibly human. Mammalian. A long-forgotten attractant, but no less potent. Greedy and insistent, he forces himself to be more deliberate and calm. Finger tips provoke a plaintiff noise from her throat as they open her further.He inhales again. And pushes his face into her. Imprecise at first, he’s simply satisfying a need. It’s not elegant. But it doesn’t need to be. This is for him. Her noises: louder. Less coherent. Her movements, such as her shitty-but-effective. . Who was behind it?"She's awake Daddy. Isn't she a pretty sight?" a familiar female voice sounded from the darkness in front of Batgirl, followed by a playfull laughter. Batgirl, still dazed and slow to process, didn't realize who's voice it was until the point became moot, as Harley Quinn playfully stepped out of the shadows, a big smile on her pale face. Batgirl hadn't heard any rumours of Harley for months, but here she was, looking her usual self, in her tall boots, tiny shorts, slutty.