It required a little maneuvering between the two of us, but we did it. I slowly started pushing in and out of Kristen's lovely body.Due to the slow pa...e--I didn't want people to notice--it took me a bit longer than usual to reach orgasm. That was fine with me, as the feeling was exquisite. During that time, I managed to move one of my hands down Kristen's chest and I could feel Kristen's breast, unencumbered of any bra, and its rock hard nipple. I started squeezing her sensitive breast in time. She pulled out two batarangs and swung them through the air, cutting as many vines into pieces as she could. "Move! Move! Can't let them catch me!" she thought. She dove to the ground and did a tuck and roll, and the grasping vines met each other in the space she had just left. She jumped up and continued slashing against the vegetative assault.Poison Ivy sighed, and said, "If you want something done..." She stood up and shrugged away the vines from around her, then walked over to a pot. She was liking this and swallowed my spit again.After a few minutes, we heard one of the lady asking the shop keeper whether there was any toilet for ladies there. The shop keeper said there is no toilet there and ladies go behind the shop inside the bushes. The lady looked around. I felt she was scared to go into the bushes alone. But she needed to piss urgently.I looked at mom and asked her to go with that lady behind the bushes. When she is pissing, check the color of her panty and come and. She told meshe wanted me to smell them and to feel them and to do whatever a guywould do with a woman's panty.I just smiled at her and said it would be my pleasure."Oh, and one more thing!" she asked with pleading doe eyes. "Wear themtonight and then to school tomorrow!"I don't know what made me agree without even thinking, but I told her ofcourse I'd sleep in them and wear them to school tomorrow. "Then youreally won't have to imagine what I was wearing with these cute socksyou like so much..