PAMELA X HARLEY
harley knew that getting home before pamela was finished with her banquet would be a breeze. she’d run out, bust a few windows and give bud and lou some play time and before you know it, boom, back at their apartment. ever since selina had wondered off to play house with the bat, things were a lot quieter and more intimate for the two lovers, which mean harley didn’t feel the need to dress in anymore than she wanted too. that’s why by the time pamela was back, she was already down to her bra and panties, the smooth lace fitting her breasts nicely, the lower half however struggled to contain the thickness between her legs. “oh i’ve been back, pammy. been waitin’ fer you, hot stuff!”
selina went off to be with bruce, leaving pamela and harley alone most of the time and things had become rather intimate between them obviously. “did you have fun reeking havoc?” although she had dumped the joker for good with the support of selina and pamela, she still went on with her shenanigans and liked to break the law and cause discord in the city. sitting on the coach besides her girlfriend, pamela noticed her girlfriend who was in her lingerie already.. typical harley.















