“I love your body, every inch of your succulent fat form. I want to do unspeakable things to you. Taste every inch of you and bathe you in my spit. All I want to do is caress your massive bulk and make sweet love to you all night long and that’s what I’ll do.” Poison Ivy finished talking to Barbara after that, she had said all she had to say. She loved the corpulent body underneath her, almost as much as she loved Harley’s body. Something about this super heavy super hero had Poison Ivy hot in ways she never believed possible. When she looked at Barbara and Harley all she wanted to do was lock herself up with them for all eternity and caress every inch of their bodies until she died. It was a growing lust that was not slowing down. Licking her lips in anticipation, Poison Ivy lowered herself down on along Barbara’s body.

“Is she…” Barbara whispered in anticipation as the nimble villain moved between her spread thighs. Barbara took her eyes off Poison Ivy to look at Harley, who had also gotten naked. The equally heavy villain ran her hands over her large body, gripping her breasts tightly as she watched her lover on top of another woman. Harley stopped looking at Poison Ivy for a moment to meet Barbara’s eyes.

“Wait and see what my Red does next,” Harley chuckled, knowing that Poison Ivy was going to blow Batgirl’s mind with her next move and they were only getting started. Harley was glad her partner was warming up their guest. As much as Harley wanted a piece of Batgirl, she knew that Poison Ivy could give their new partner a better time. Harley wanted her partnership with Batgirl to be about fun and pleasure, not rules. There was no one better to remind Batgirl about how much fun two girls could have then the very talented Poison Ivy.

The talented criminal had her face in front of Barbara’s drooling slit. She had to lift up Barbara’s tremendous belly to find the opening, but now that she had it in sight, she was ready to get to work. She slowly pressed her nose against the pudgy lips, taking in the intoxicating scent, almost trembling herself as she gently parted the lower lips and let her tongue glide across them from the bottom to the top, flicking the clit barely with the tip of her tongue. Barbara buckled on the bed, letting out an earth shattering scream. The jolt of pleasure had come out of nowhere, flowing through her body like lightening and sending every muscle in her body on fire.

She didn’t have time to get a second wind before Poison Ivy resumed her attack. Her tongue slowly continued to lap along the swollen lips, tasting the slit eagerly as she began to hungrily move her tongue over the delicate flesh, pressing her own lips to it as she gently suckled on the mound. Poison Ivy drank the sweet juices that flowed into her mouth, relishing the thick liquid as it ran down her throat. Barbara’s cries grew deeper as she gripped the bed sheet firmly in her pudgy fingers. Her body twitched wildly from the pleasure as she fought down a huge orgasm building in her belly.

Poison Ivy’s tongue seemed to know the spots that gave her the most pleasure and was hitting them all. While her tongue lapped at her slit, Poison Ivy was sinking her arm down underneath Barbara to get between her huge, dimpled ass. She knew how to give the redhead hero a huge finish that would make her toes curl. Poison Ivy wormed her way under the huge meaty ass, prodding between the ass halves until she found what she was looking for. With her tongue pushed deep inside Barbara’s quivering cunt, Poison Ivy pushed a finger deep into the redhead’s rectum.

The anal stimulation was too much for Barbara. With a loud lustful scream, Barbara broke down into orgasm, her juices gushing out into Poison Ivy’s mouth. The wave of flavor rushing over her tongue was sucked hungrily down. Closing her eyes happily, Poison Ivy willingly kept her tongue trapped into the cramped depths of the cunt until Barbara was done. With a final moan, Barbara slumped back on the bed like a wet rag. A distant smile plastered on her face as her cunt still throbbed from the huge orgasm. Poison Ivy surveyed the fallen hero, her lips dripping with juices. Harley looked down at her lover, her fingers drenched in her own juices.

“Having fun?” Harley inquired with a big, toothy grin. The only redhead not comatose nodded happily. She wasn’t the only one in the room that had a hunger. Her belly was full of sweet girl cum, the perfect drink to rejuvenate a sexpot criminal. She licked her lips clean of the remaining juice, savoring every drop. Her finger was still lodged up Barbara’s poop chute, wiggling around and making Barbara moan faintly. The girl was nearly unconscious from the orgasm, but she would be up soon, ready for round two, which Poison Ivy was looking forward to with immense anticipation. She was far from done with the whale like super hero.