4 comments/ 31059 views/ 22 favorites Gencom Batman By: C.King Disclaimer: I don't own Batman, DC does. J.R. Parz owns the Master PC. He does allow people to use it if they follow the rules, like I did. Please check his site for details. Please don't sue as I do not gain any money from this story. * Chapter One Aphrodite was an Elder spirit of sex and love, much like the Elder spirits of evil and darkness that had been talk about during the earliest period of time. However, she was able to move more freely through the realms of worlds. Effecting the worlds she visited as she wished. Mainly be creating great stories of lust and love. Soon she was drifting through a world, looking for some fun. Aphrodite took the form of an extremely beautiful woman. Yet as beauty was constantly in flux, she too changed in form. Today she took the form that looked like an American love goddess of the 1950's silver screen, dressed in a form fitting white dress and white pumps. Aphrodite looked at the man standing before a computer, dressed completely in black. In suit that looked like a certain flying mammal. 'Hmmm. I see in him that he has had little time for love or lust. He has even blocked out those feelings while he focused on the mixture of justice and revenge.' She thought as she looked at him. 'Yet he is worth of the gift of desires that might have come his way if only he had the tools and the desire to use them. Surely, there is something that I can do that would help him. But what?' Aphrodite used her great powers to remember all sources of info to deal with the powers she had in her sphere. Looking at the computer she remembered the great tales writing by a write skilled in the arts that she tried to spread to the world. J.R. Parz. 'A version of the Master PC, modified by my own great powers might give him the tools, but not the desire for the mission. Yet I dare not try to eliminate the mission that had made him worth and helped out others in this world. Saving it even.' 'I'll just have to grant him the urges to use this gift for both his desire and his mission. Perhaps more of a willingness to use it for love and to use it in any other circumstances only in great need. To give him a responsibility to go with the power. I should also supervise it from time to time to see if the power is used in the best manner. But to work I must go.' She then set to work with the spells and devices that she needed to use to set things into motion. A change in the Batman's mind, subtly but surely. Then she sent the e-mail that would hold the program... Bruce Wayne, was checking his e-mail when he discovered an E-mail with an attachment called "Gencom.exe". Deciding to try it, he virus checked it and found it uninfected. The loaded up the program. They found it to be a game like program with a CGI of a subject. I called itself "The Gencom" and that he was the master's representative. He decided to enter his name. Bruce frowned as it show a window full of information all about him, including his secret identities. It had a full physical, mental and sexual make up of himself. Including injuries that he had suffered the night before. This was proving more interesting than one might have thought. It knew too much about him. He also noticed that it allowed for changes. Deciding to test it out with something simple, he changed his hair colour to red. He felt his scalp tingle and he looked into a mirror that he had handy. He was now a red head. Changing it back, he thought of the possibilities that he could use this program for. 'I should resist changing myself, unless I need to. I'm use to myself the way I am and it might throw me off my game.' He thought, to himself. 'Plus I might avoid meta powers for now. Just in case it backfires.' 'But this might be useful in helping out other. With this machine, I could turn criminals into lawful individuals. But who?' Thought Bruce. Perhaps one who he had shared some romantic feelings for. Something he felt like looking into for some reason. But he knew that he could help this woman as she wasn't as bad as the rest of the Gotham criminals. Selina Kylie, Catwoman. She was the best cat burglar in the world, but she tried to avoid doing harm to those she steals from...unless they deserve it Bruce used the PC that he had been working on in the Batcave to access her mental files to see what made her want to steal in the first place. He scanned the mental files only to find them linked to the sexual files as well. Apparently, not only did Selina steal for the profit, but for the sexual thrill of excitement. Excitement that she got from the thrill of stealing and the thrill of the chase. This got Bruce to thinking. 'If I change the thrill from theft to something else, she might not steal anything. But what could be as exciting as committing a crime?' He looked it over and it came to him. He knew people in his business that got a thrill out of fighting crime. 'That's what I can do to replace it. And it would be giving myself some much needed help.' So he set to work on the mental files and the sexual files that held Selina's desires for theft. He altered her thrill of the chase so that it was the excitement of chasing others. He kept the sexual desire that she felt from these activities. Then he added something more. With a bare conscious thought he add ::Selina will feel sexual desire for Batman and his secret identity. So will try to get his attention for possible intimate relations.:: Meanwhile, at that time... Seline Kylie was getting dressed to go out into the night as he other self. As Catwoman. Her mind was clear, she was going to steal the latest display at Ashley's of Gotham. A collection of rare cat eye opals. Her nude form walked from the shower. She turned to her crime committing costume on the bed. She but on her black silk panties and bra. Her undergarments hugged her generous curves. It made her feel sexy when on the chase to have the silk caress her skin. The mix of the silk and costume with being chased were stimulating as much or more than the stimulation of stealing. She then moved to place her second skin on her body. Her black catsuit was as dark as midnight. It was made of a flexible, breathable plastic with added to the sex appeal that she used in her in adventures. She thought of the chase and chasing down those who had crossed her. It added to the thrill. Now as she placed her cowl on she thought of the fun she would have hunting her prey and bringing them to justice. As she felt the tightness of the costume, she felt herself tingle in her pussy and nipple areas. She knew that she was going out to fight crime and it made her horny. That brought up thoughts of Batman. He was a fellow crime fighter, a handsome man from the appearance. Selina felt some major attraction to him and she felt that he had some major attraction to her too. The chases that they had were always fun and exciting for her. The thought of him made her tingle all over. As she slowly slipped on her high heeled boots, she wondered at the true identity of the mysterious man in black. Who could he be? Was he as sexy out of costume as he was in costume? He just had to be. Selina thought about seducing Batman and learning his true identity. That could be fun. She slipped on her gloves. To do that she had to find him and the best way to do that was to hunt for criminals that they both preyed upon. Full in costume, with a quick caress of her body, Catwoman went on the prowl. In the Batcave... Bruce quickly used the PC to alter things so that Selina wouldn't get in trouble with the police. He change it so that she had a neutral image. Neither criminal, nor crime fighter. To both the public and the police. But for each major act of crime or crime fighting, it would shift the image to the corresponding image. Either corrupting or purifying her image. Bruce knew that this computer program could be used against him. So he wrote new safety protocols that would prevent anyone from using the PC without his permission. Then he placed a protection around himself that would prevent other copies of the program from effecting him. Bruce then thought about what else he could do. He could fix the problems of criminals in Gotham like he had Catwoman. Turn her life from a world of theft and crime to a better life. The life of a heroine. He thought of others who could take that plunge into the world of heroes rather than the world of villainy. Strangely, the people in his mind for this new life were the female villains. Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn, Talia Head. Each one beautiful as Catwoman in their own way. Each one just as dangerous, if not deadly. He imagined having them fight at his side, in their tight sexy costumes. His mind dwelt on their form and bodies for a minute or two before his mind started to shift. It didn't occur to him that this was abnormal behaviour for him. Then he thought of the heroines that had worked with him before. Huntress, Zatanna, Black Canary, Wonder Woman. There had always been sexual tension between some of them. Either with him working as their mentors and having them look up to him or working side by side with them over time. He thought of the teacher relationship that he had with Batgirl and Huntress. Working in a position of power over their open minds and nubile bodies. Having them absorb what he told them and taking it to heart. He was having naughty thoughts about his students. Then there was his working relationships. Hell, he worked with Wonder Woman. A woman that was the symbol of female empowerment and yet their sexiness. She had a killer body, with bountiful breasts. Her ass was as tight as a fine tuned violin. And legs that when on forever. She had to be the object of desire for most men. And Bruce had been close enough to develop a close connection with this woman. And she was just one of the women that he worked with. But she was a major part of things. Moving carefully, creating a macro that would prevent people from finding out that things were wrong, he began to alter Wonder Woman. Meanwhile, in the Watchtower... Diana was relaxing in the tower, after her period of monitor watching. Getting freshen up after the long period of work. Taking a bath in bubbles. Soon her mind began to drift to her hero friends, lingering to the images of the female heroes. The thoughts turned sexual as she thought of their hot bodies and the possibilities they could bring in love making. Images of the flexible body of the Black Canary, the strong toned body of Barda or the athletic body of the Huntress came flooding into her mind. As he thoughts turned to the Huntress, the image of her mentor came to her mind. Batman! "Bruce does have the hot, tight body that all of his years of training had brought him. Perfect abs, firm butt, and strong muscles for a human. Plus there's all of those skills that he picked up over the years of his training." Diana thought as her hands started to move to her breasts and her cunt. What had been washing motions slowly turned into erotic caressing. She remembered the feelings that she had for him. Feelings they tried to explore in dates. Only to have them interrupted by their duties. Duties, they however, shared in common. In the end those interruptions had caused their relationship to turn into one of close friendship. But now, Diana had her doubts. "Maybe I shouldn't have let him go. Maybe I should have tried a little harder... harder... harder." Diana said to herself, as he skilled hands hit the nerve that was causing a change in her attitude. She was building to a strong sexual crest. "Maybe I should move... move... MOVE... to Gotham. Help out... out...OUT... there. Oh... GODDDDESSSSS!!!!" Diana screamed out as she came. Warmer fluids started to flow into the bath as Diana rested contently. "Perhaps Bruce could give me a place to live in Gotham... until I find out a place for me to live there." Back at the cave... Bruce finished his work at increasing Diana's desire for him and rging her to come to Gotham for crime fighting. But he had to make sure that the crime in the city she had been living in didn't grow out of control. So he altered the major villain element from the city with a urge to come to Gotham as well. 'With the added help from Diana and Seline, I should be able to cover it.' Batman thought. But his mind also shifted to the other possibility. 'Of course, I could also more to my team.' He turned to the possibilities of heroines and villains. The choices came up and he smiled. 'I have two brunettes after me now. Perhaps I could use more colour in my life. Perhaps a redhead.' He set to work programming. In a lower section of town... Poison Ivy stood alone, trying to think about what to do next. She had a mission to return the world into the hands of Mother Earth. The plant kingdom had to be protected. Plus there was the fact that she wanted to get the attention of the Batman. 'He's the one man that has been able to resist my powers of seduction, to fight my kiss. That fact is the reason I must try to have him, that which I can't have.' Pamela Isley thought as she tried to think of a plan. 'But he seems almost immune to my pheromones.' She sat down on the broken down couch, in a old shirt and shorts. Thinking. "My mission is to... fight crime and help nature. To stop those that would mock justice and find a way to bring the natural world to light." Pamela thought, her thoughts then turning to Batman. Her fellow fighter of crime. An ally in the night. A man that she wanted to get close to, very close to. 'I would do anything to be his lover. To get close to his inner circle. Even if I have to share him with my friend and partner, Catwoman.' Memories of her team ups with Seline Kyle, the Catwoman filled her mind. 'Nightshade and Catwoman. The gals of Crime-busting.' Her hands moved lower as she thought of the possible lesbian action she could have with her friend. In front of the man she wanted as a partner and a lover. But she knew that she had a duty to do first. Moving to the closet, she dressed in her green leafy costume. 'I have crimes to fight...and a man to find. Perhaps on this night I might get lucky on both fronts." She leaped from the window, into the night. In the Batcave... Bruce was happy at the changes that he had made, even if it was a major one. He did to Ivy what he had done to Catwoman. He had even given her a name that still evoked her powers, yet spoke of his hand. He had three lovers on hand, for possible induction into his live and world. With more possible when he wanted. But he didn't want to be the only one to benefit from this boon. He had those that were linked to him that could also gain a bonus from his luck. Images of Dick Grayson, Nightwing, being greeted by the women that he had desired. Starfire, Barbara "Oracle" Gordan, and even Donna "Troia" Troy. A little love-fest that man could use after all of the disasters in his life. A payment for his aid and his friendship. He had the means, opportunities and motive to do so. He could help clear the streets of crime and bring hope to the world. Peace to his soul. Plus he might enrich his life with love and sex as well. Everything was hanging from his next move. Whatever that might be. "So, Bruce, what is it that you want to do next?" Chapter Two Bruce was taking his time making the choice of what it was he wanted to do with the Gencom. He knew he wanted to take a peak with the abilities of the Gencom on the women he had just changed, he made the choice to go out on patrol like always and run into the new Catwoman and Nightshade. However, he wanted to make sure the program was kept safe from the wrong hands using it against Bruce and those like him. His mind was clear, "I have to set up a specialized password which would keep the Gencom from being used by anyone else, without my consent. Fortunately, most of the bat-computer's systems are secure. I just have to set up a new password for activating the program and a separate password for access to my file or those I have changed. " 'I also have to fix up the ability to use this program so I can have access to it no matter where I go. Most of my equipment should interface with the computer with ease, and most of the secure lines linked to places like the Watchtower would also be safe to use. The Batwave in my utility belt should allow hook up no matter where I go. So I should have access to it no matter the trouble.' Bruce had the problems of security and utility maxed out for his benefit. 'So the only problem would be someone taking it out of my hands when I was using it. There is one tool left to use, the Gencom it's self. I can create a template which would cause anyone within range of a computer system with the Gencom on it to ignore the tool. With the key exception of myself or someone I make able to make the changes.' The idea of letting those closest to him to use the program while under his watchful eye entered his mind-scape. Once making sure his precautions had been made, he dressed in his suit of advance fibres. Specially designed by his own corporations for possible use in lightweight yet durable bulletproof vest, it gave him body armour and flexibility. It also had the ability to cling to his well defined body and show off his muscles. Soon he had left the Batcave by use of the Batmoblie, with his new toy feeding the locations of the two new heroines he had created in the downtown Gotham area. He was trying to figure out by the location of the women, which one he would check up on with first. If the program had succeed like he had expected, he would allow the women to get in contact with him using a Batwave he would be giving them. If not, well he would just have to send them to Arkham or jail once again. Checking the map, he learnt Nightshade was at the end of town closest to stately Wayne Manor. He could run into her before he would run into Catwoman. Curious about how the former Poison Ivy had changed in becoming the new heroine. Knowing he could use the Gencom to check in on Selina's activities using the history option, he moved to intersect with Pamela. Elsewhere, in Gotham... Nightshade was ready to stop crime in a city famed for it's criminal element. She was dressed in her crime fighting outfit, a costume composed of natural leaves groomed for their ability to hug her body as clothing. The leaves were dark green with slivers of silvery blue, framing her curves with both a natural yet somewhat fey look. It also seemed to have the look of a PVC or leather outfit with the bright shine coming from the plant matter. Pamela knew one of her greatest weapons was her sexuality, even if she was primarily thinking of having only one man share her bed. However, the leaves had the same strength as armour made from hardened leather while having more flexibility. The leaves on her breasts and covering her pussy were slightly larger then the tinier leaves holding them in place. The breast leaves were shaped so the show off a plunging neckline and reveal just the most upper portion of her heavenly sphere. A large leaf held close to her abs, revealing a soft six pack with hinted at health yet sensuality. The costume had no sleeves and behind her was a scooped back. The leaf covering her pussy resembled a swimsuit bottom, without moving to a thong. Still it did bring focus to her feminine body type at the same time. Add to this her gloves and boots, which were made from similar leaves. They had a deeper colour to them, with a green so close to black it was hard to tell the difference. The silvery blue in the leaves turned into a deeper navy shade. The gloves stretched the length of her arms till they reached just under her elbow. On the tips of the gloves was an unique addition of deep red tips which mimicked the look of painted fingers nails, while also hinted at her plant like nature. Gencom Batman Her boots were ankle high pixe boots with the addition of a medium size heel, an inch or two in length. This was also done to increase her sexuality by the way she walked. Of course, the criminals she faced didn't know she had practise in running in the highest heels so as to minimize any trouble the tips provided. Between her costume and her boots were a pair of personalized pantyhose connected to the costume by hidden means. The pantyhose had a lighter, almost pale green colour with a few lines of deeper green on it, lines which resembled creeping vines crawling up or down her legs. The vines were not extremely thick in design, yet were enough to hint at a living plant on her legs. On those vines were tiny green leaves in the same mold as the ones on her costume. It was different from her costume as it had the occasional red flowering shape on the fabric. It seemed to be a design on the panties like any other more common panties, with the exception of colours. These panties were made of biologically created vines where could have been weaved together into thread. The final use of plants on her body, was her hair. Her bright reddish orange locks was held in place by a careful weaving of the same vine thread into braids. The braids kept her hair out of her face if she had to fight against a criminal, while keeping a botanical elemental aspect to her appearance. Tiny flowers were blooming from specialized seeds on the thread, with shades selected to highlight her bright red hair. Deep reds and bright yellows were the chosen highlights. All and all she was a sexualized dryad in appearance, which would put most of the common criminals off guard. It would likely have no effect on the major criminals of the Batman would have faced, yet she had other tips to use against them. For hidden in her costume were small pockets, holding the specialized seeds and chemicals she could use against the more dangerous foes. Ready for a night of fighting crime, she went out looking for the first offender to face justice. Leaping from rooftop to rooftop with great easy, even with the heels on her boots. Soon she discovered the very thing she was looking for. A young woman was faced with a couple of brutish thugs, with what looked have started off as a mugging. However, since the two of them seemed to have her purse already, it seems to have turned into something a lot more ugly. An attempt to rape the attractive young woman. The two men started to loom closer to the female, who retreated in the only direction she could. Back towards a dead end alley. Having seen enough and personally offended by the type of crime about to be committed, she leaped down to the alley. With the aid of a fire escape, she landed softly between the two men and the woman. Looking at the men, she said with a sly half smile, "I think the lady has had enough and doesn't want to play. However, I'm willing to play a few 'games' with you." "Damn, it's that Nightshade bitch! They say she's connected to the Bat! Let's get out of here!" said one of the punks, fear clear in his voice as he looked at the women in green. Pamela could also swear she could smell the scent of urine on the wind as she saw the original man stagger back to the front of the alley. However, it seemed that his friend didn't have any of the fear of shown in the first man's face. He instead began to smile as he looked at the woman before him. "Don't know why your afraid of some ho for. All I see is some slut in my way, who seems like more fun then the other bitch. Once we teacher who wears the pants in the family. So take the porn-wear off now, babe! " called out the second man as he moved foward to where Nightshade was. A blade slide into his hand to make him armed and dangerous. Of course, Pamela was not as unarmed as she looked like. She was smiling as he moved into the range of her throwing arm. Using plants and seeds as weapons had causes her to work on her throwing skills with both arms for occasions just like this one. So the second jerk was surprised when she seemed to throw nothing at him, before getting a ghastly grin at the thought of his new victim loosing her mind. He hadn't noticed the seeds she had thrown dig through the asphalt and sink into the grown. He lunged towards her only to stop inches from her as if he was being held back. His head turned back to see what it was which was holding him, his face filling with fear for the first time as he saw the reason. A giant vine of some type had grown out from the stony ground and had slowly wrapped itself around his chest like a harness. The plant then lifted himself up from the ground and was drawing him to the place where it had taken root, lifting him at least a story in the air. Beside him was his more terrified friend who had now lost control of his bowls as well as his bladder. Crimson lips smirked at the fate of the two would be rapist as they hovered in the air like rotten fruit on a tree. Pamela turned and helped up the woman who had been mugged by the dim twosome. She then spoke to the woman, "This vine will hold them like iron bars until the police come along and cut them free. I do suggest you call the police on them as soon as possible." With this Nightshade leaped into the night and headed for the rooftops, only to be stopped in the middle of her ninth rooftop by the solitary figure of the Batman. He was taking in the sight of her and she couldn't help but shiver internally. The thought of the man she desired undressing her with his eyes was making her horny, even after dealing with the bottom of the manhood barrel. She moved closer to him as she made sure to shake what god had given her with each foot step. "The Batman, urban legend of the Gotham underworld. What have I done to get the attention of the crime-fighter, nothing naughty I hope?" she said as she flirted with the hero of the dark city. When she finished moving she was just inches from him, a place where she could easily reach out and kiss him if she wanted to. "I've been keeping an eye on you, seeing the good that you do Pamela. I was thinking of working together with you, closely together with you. This means I will have to be able to share my secrets with you, something not in my nature most of the time. Given your behaviour I think you can be trusted with them." said the Batman as he moved his hands up to his face and pulled back the cowl for just a minute. It was soon back in place, but it had given her enough time to identify who it was underneath the mask. It was like being a Christmas present in July as well as an engagement ring on Valentine's day, a rare treat made all the more special due to it's rarity. She now knew that Bruce Wayne was the Batman. Which was so perfect given the fact Bruce Wayne was one of the few billionaires who tried to keep green in it's technology. He donated to charities which helped heal the wounds man made on mother nature. It was also the chance to see how far she could take the flirting with the hunky hero, even if she has to share the man with other woman. Not a problem as she was attracted to both sexes, especially those with super-humanly attractive human beings. "So how close would we be working together? I'm a woman who needs a lot of attention, just to let you know ahead of time. Working with me, however, can be a rewarding experience. If you want to take the risk of letting me get close to you." said Isley as she gave him a smile which had on side of her mouth quirk up for a moment. "I work with all of my partners in very close quarters, given them all the personal attention they need to perform their duties. I do train them hard and punish them if they ever step out of line. Getting jealous on any time I might spend on another partner or one of my colleagues will be punish to the fullest extend. Everything must be my way if you want to work with me in my city, I'm a control freak if you haven't figured it out by now." said the deep voiced agent of justice as he leaned his face closer to the dryad heroine. She could tell he could smell her perfume and she could sense his own manly musk. "Even when you loose control?" she asked before she acted on her instinct and inner desires. Like a snap of a Venus fly trap, she sprung into action and moved to place her lips to the dark knight. Arms then wrapped around the two heroes like clinging ivy, with Nightshade's arms around Batman's neck and the Dark Knights around cling to the small of her back. Their bodies moved close to each other as mutant plant clothing touched advance science armour. As he warming pussy pressed against the armour crouch of the Batman, she could feel the faint sensation of a bulge being held back. Feeling this she ground her own private area against it for even the slim chance of teasing the batcock. "I believe it's time for me to take control of this situation before it gets out of control. Its time for action instead of words, in my opinion." spoke the Batman as he stepped away from the emerald enchantress and started to remove the armour covering his bottom torso, revealing quite the iron rod which had taken this moment to stand perpendicular to his body. It looked like he was ready to play a game she had been wait for, waiting for the long period of time which had passed since she had seen him. Nightshade smiled as she used the trick she had built into her planet based clothing to slide of the leaves which had been covering each breast and her pussy. Making a sort of reverse bra and panties deal where everything except her personal areas were covered by clothing. She moved his hands to her breasts and each nipple to encourage him rub the sensitive nubs of her bosom. Batman only smiled as he moved to place himself against her in a passionate embrace. She knew he was going to make love to her and introduce her to his team in this unique manner. Without uttering a word, they began to kiss again as they rub against each other's body with fire in their veins. Batman was using a unique kissing technique which involved the use of his tongue in her mouth in a way which mimicked a penis in intercourse. Like a cock it went in and out of the mouth as they kissed, yet at the same time it was used to caress the tongue as well as the mouth and even her teeth. He used the same tongue to encourage her tongue into his mouth, as if to entice her to return the favour he was giving her. It seemed that they were rushed in the moment, yet it could have been expected since they were exposed here as well as the passion they were feeling towards each other. In the world of criminal and crime-fighter, anything could happen at any moment. Which meant that to have sex in an open place would be risking the fact they could be attack by someone like the Joker or be spotted by someone like the press which could cause problems. This added a need for speed for the act of sex, so which was why the two of them were making the most of the time they had with each other. One of his hands had been guided to her breast and massaging the flesh to cause her to feel pleasure, while another hand was moving to her ass for the same reason. Their crouches rubbed together without inserting the prick of the Dark Knight into her flower pot. They were trying for the little foreplay they could get in the moment they had with each other. Her hands had made it to the tighten six pack he had for a belly or the steel ass he held behind him. They kept trying to build each other up before they could come from an orgasmic experience. Time was always on their minds as they thought of what could happen if they were not alert. Yet she could feel him place something down a pocket of her costume while he was playing with her body, which made her wonder what it was he was doing as well. Finally Batman pulled himself back for a moment before he moved his hips in a precise manner, aiming his rocket to enter Isley airspace so to speak. With a sixth sense she didn't expect him to have, he managed to aim the log to the right spot and slide it into her own planting soil. She could feel the energy which flowed between them as they were connected in this most intimate of ways. Yet she couldn't speak at that moment as he touched her in was which struck her mute, unable to say anything coherent. All she could do was moan and sigh as he effected her body like a skilled professional. She knew the only reward she could give him was to use the same professionalism he had given her back to him. Which was why she began to focus on the muscles of her pussy, hoping the practise she had used against her home-grown vibrators would have allowed her to tone those internal muscles. It was one of the main reasons she had performed those genetic experiments on zucchini, to modify them for those special uses she wanted. Those and the bananas, the carrots and several other long hard plant matter. Still this was different from the hardened fruits and vegetables she had used in the past since this was a meaty organ. Plants had a cell wall to keep them in a constant solid state, while animal matter didn't have that adaptation. So to keep it hard until she was done with it was all up to the uses of her own pussy tone. First thing she did was to use the outer lips to hold down on the cock like a kink in the hose. Then muscles at the base of the cock and at the end with the tip moved counter to each other as they worked their way to the middle of the batprick. This was all meant for the mission to keep him as hard as possible till the moment she could get the first of her orgasms out, and then she could use the same cunt skills to give her man an orgasm in exchange. This was only the beginning of their sexual combative skills. Soon the real fun would start!