Enrique began pounding, slowly at first but always hard, building in speed until the washing machine was shaking with his deep thrusts. When I came, I...felt my intense orgasm from head to toes. My hands tightened, my head leaned back as I arched my back in ecstasy, lettign out a huge pleasure moan. My moaning urged him to pump my cunt faster and harder.One orgasm quickly lead to two and then three, not allowing me to catch my breath…"Fuck me…fuck me like the slut I am…" I cried closing my eyes…. I was certain that everyone else had gone to sleep. I turned the TV on to check the weather and flipped through the channels lazily. Suddenly, an image caught my attention and I stopped to watch for a minute. It was obviously a porno movie, some midnight feature as part of a movie channel promotion. The scene was unreal and the acting was very poor. I remember thinking about the mediocrity of the script, "every line has innuendo, every one is dressed (or not) in a flashy way, the actors look as. " So you're telling me that I'm not deserving either?"The novice's hands slid from her face and she said loudly, "Oh no, Reverend Mother, you are blessed." But I masturbate too. I told you that our Heavenly Father made our bodies to feel pleasure. Do you think I'm too old to feel that pleasure?" Oh no, that's not what I meant. I don't know what I mean," she said and again cupped her face, hunched over with her elbows digging into her knees.Mother Superior sat next to the novice and patted her. Ivy had been the one to design the plant spores that caused Barbara to grow a penis, but it had been Harley’s idea. Barbara is shocked that Ivy enabled it; she might’ve been drunk.The consequences have been serious. Barbara and over a thousand other Gotham women were affected by that attack. Bruce still hasn’t figured out a way to get rid of the penises without surgery, and Ivy’s demanding to be let out of Arkham before she’ll help.The penis that Barbara grew isn’t especially large, but as.