I reached down and gently cupped the orbs that hung beneath her, and rolled them tenderly in my hands, savoring their delicate heat. Every gentle pass...of my tongue brought Willowbud’s arousal to new heights until the god’s manhood was engorged and throbbing, and she was moaning for more. I really am good at this, I thought with a self-satisfied smile. I wonder what other salacious skills I have hidden within me. My competitive instincts kicked in and comingled with my newfound sexuality, and I. That will give you all the access to Mr. Fox that you should need.”“I agreed to be a babysitter,” Barbara warns. “Not to be the new Bruce Wayne.”“Master Bruce is eighteen inches taller than you are, Ms. Gordon. More with the cowl. I can assure you that you will never be mistaken for him. Come with me, if you please,” Alfred says, gliding away.Barbara groans and hurries after him. It’s not just Bruce; pretty much everyone is taller and has longer legs than she does. Alfred leads her to the. By then, the wine was working and i did not blush, i sat back, crossed my legs and let my robe fly open a bit. they took my legs in, poured more wine and started talking about a girl they both had dated, fun, hot stories… the room was getting steamy, i could feel my pussy getting wet. they started talking about details, what a great ass she had, and those curvy legs, her sweet face and how cute she looked when she gave head. they were saying all these things in front of me, almost as if i were. Another trail of spit strung over it as she sat up and delivered.“Is that good?” she asked looking up at him with full forest-green eyes and licking her puffy, ruby red lips.“Did I say you can speak?”“No sir.”“What happens when you don’t do what I tell you to?” he asked, raising both eyebrows and leaning forward.Without saying a word, Jennifer let go of his thick cock with both hands and threw her mouth onto it. She was held down while kissing his clean-shaven pelvis, groaning into his lap and.