โฆ ๐๐๐ง๐ก๐๐ฎ ๐๐ช๐๐ฃ๐ฃ
โฆ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ง๐ก๐๐ฆ๐ช๐๐ฃ
โฆ ๐ฟ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ค๐ง๐ฉ๐ง๐๐ฎ๐๐ก.
โฆ ๐๐๐๐ (๐๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฃ๐๐๐๐จ๐จ๐๐ง๐๐ก๐ฎ ๐ก๐๐ฌ๐)
โก&โป?
She did give Kara what she wanted. But not quite. Her tounge comes out, and the Jester licks a circle around one nipple, then the other.
And then she just carries on her kisses downward, it's very clear where she's kissing down to.
But she's doing so slowly.
++
"Ain't what ah meant, ya know that~"
She giggles, her slow strokes speeding up just a little as she leans forward to start pressing a few kisses to Kara's shoulder, up and down each shoulder.
Then kissing down a little more, to her breast. But not giving either breast ++
"Nope!"
She chuckles, letting go of Kara now and moving back a little bit.
"Strip down, an' don' touch yerself~"
The Jester says with an insane grin, stripping down herself, pants, panties, then her top and bra. Making a show out of it for Kara.
To drive her even ++
"Ah'll do what ah want, Supes. For tonight yer mine~"
However, Harley did love Kara. For all her talk, she would do as asked and not squeeze too hard.
That slow stroke keeping consistent in it's painful speed.
The Jester knew Kara wanted her, practically always.
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When Kara tells her to get on with it, Harley just bites her lip.
Squeezing that cock quite a bit harder. Followed by her hand then being removed. And moving down.
Cupping Kara's balls, then squeezing those.
"Ah told ya, ain't no pleasure gonna happen till++
"If that's whatcha think, ya clearly don' know me well enough~"
Sure, Kara was a Kryptonian, she was strong, but Harls was a psycho.
And, well she's sure Kara has never been sexually tortured before~
A squeeze against her cock now, stopping the stroking.
"No need ta threaten me with ah good time, Supes."
Her hand slowly moving beneath Kara's pants. Wrapping around her cock and stroking. Slowly. Very slowly.
"Imma make ya want me. Really. Really want me. But ya ain't gonna get me till yer practically cryin' fer me~"
"Hands off!"
She orders. Harley was so used to Kara taking the lead. Taking control. But a different mood has struck.
"Ain't no touchin' till i make ya a bimbo~"
Hand slowly rubbing against her clothed bulge.
"Till I rot yer brain like mine been rotted~"
Harley's hand goes down to cup Kara's length. Since they were teasing~
"If ya ain't one, ah could certainly make ya one.. wouldn't be too hard~"
She bites her lip. Winking at her love.
"Ya bettah not be sayin' all this ta make me feel bettah!"
She scoffs. But leans into Kara's touch. Pressing a soft kiss to her lips.
"Yer a dumb bimbo!"
She says with a chuckle.
"Ah know ya didn' call me tha'.. but tha's what everyone thinks ah me..
What you think ah me.."
Harley has been so happy to be pushed around and messed with. Since well.. him. But she's trying to change that recently.
"I ain't. No. Ditz."
Every pause she pushes Kara a little. Before looking down.
"Ah get I ain't da most mentally stable but dat ain't mah fault.."