”Both Bruce and Barbara had to try hard not to react to that comment. As graphic as some of the fantasies Bruce had about Batgirl were, they were no...hing compared to the sexual attraction that Barbara felt for Batman. An attraction that went back to her teenage years when she’d spy on meetings between the Darknight and her Police Commissioner father. Many were the nights she’d played with herself, the idea of taking Batman as a lover filling her thoughts. Thoughts that more than bordered on the. I removed her jeans after that. I got a hard on seeing her b’ful legs and thighs. I kissed her thighs and licked each and every part of her leg. Then i went up, removed her panty slowly. She was having a shaved pussy. I kept my hand there, she smiled. Then i parted her legs a bit, took my head between her legs and started licking her pussy lips. It was a pungent smell but i continued so as to give max pleasure to her.I then kissed her pussy lips. She was moaning very heavily now. I got excited. He was tall, at least 6’2′. His hair was either black or dark brown, Cat couldn’t quite tell in the dim light, and long, thick, and somehow both silky and shaggy, like the bartender’s. It just touched his shoulders. He resembled the bartender, only he was more striking. The bartender looked like an underwear model. This man would stand out anywhere. His eyes were crystalline blue and dark. The shade reminded her of the Pacific Ocean. They were topped with thick lashes and dark, expressive. Which was what I was doing when theBrigade's oldest reporter, Carter West, walked up to me and dropped astack of pictures on my desk. "Can I help you?" I asked."These need filed."I shrugged. I wasn't exactly the file clerk, but I didn't have anythingelse to do. I leaned over and opened my file cabinet. "Um, which file?" It's all the way in the back. June fifteenth, nineteen ninety-eight."I rifled through the files and found the one he was looking for. Ipulled it out and saw that there were.