Jester/Robin continued to thrust in and out of Harley's cunt, building up speed and force as Harley came around his cock, with a laugh of pleasure.
If he was an ordinary boy his age, he'd have cum by now as well, but he wasn't ordinary. His training by Batman gave him great control over his body, and he was able to hold out long enough to bring Harley off twice more before cumming himself, with a loud "UUUGGGGGHHH" of ecstasy.
"Very nice, Little Puddin'. Now clean out Harley's yummy pussy with you tongue." Harley commanded. Jester began to comply with great gusto, inspiring blissful giggles from his Goddess. As she laid back and enjoyed his tonguework, Harley considered her new toy. She'd had many partners of both genders over the years, both before & after assuming the identity of Harley Quinn. Yet none of them gave her as much pleasure as Jester, even though many of them had been much more skillful and/or experienced. She wondered why that was.
Then it came to her. Only a few of her previous lovers had been younger than she, and none had been more than year or two distant from her. Only in Jester had she recieved the real, obedient devotion bordering on worship she now realized she craved, because all of them had been mature enough to handle their lust. |