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Poison Ivy pressed the password for the door and it slid opened.
She squinted at the darkness and searched for the light. Sometimes seemed so strange.
Then the light flicked on and she stared at what she saw. Marble pillars, lush red carpets, extensive marble statues of beautiful women fucking each other.... This looked cross-between a kinky Greek temple and a lesbian brothel.
What was going on?
Suddenly a giggle burst out from between Ivy's lips.
That was odd.
"Harley, are you there? What's going on?"
Then another giggle burst forth.
Ivy needed to stay serious, but she just giggled again. She felt really good. Happy. Ecstatic! And horny!
"Oooo, that's nice." Poison Ivy pinched her nipples, then rubbed her crotch. "Oh fuckkkk!"
A moment later, she was pushing back against a statue. It was a large muscular woman carved from green emerald and with a large strap-on that was now buried in Iv'sy snatch.
"Oh fuckkkk!!"
* * *
Harley's phone rang.
"Y'ellow?"
"Harley, where the fuck are you?"
"OOoo, Mr. J!"
Harley had forgotten about her pudding. God, he was such a meanie some times. Maybe he'd be nicer with a nice big pair of chalk-white boobies!
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