"My little puddin"

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      The two in a sincer embrace slowly started to kiss. Getting more agressive they bumbed against the cold bars. Harleys white jumpsuit stopped most of the cold. The jokers already half way off jacket was soon ripped off to reveal his pale, tatooed stomach. Joker dropped Harley landing on her feet and took half of the jumpsuit off revealing her shoulders and large red bra. They both looked at eachother smiling.
     "I wore it just for you mr. J"  Harley sweetly said slipping her hands out of the suit and wrapping them around jokers neck.
      "Matching..." Joker whispered. Harley nodded taking off the rest of the suit showing the rest of the underwear.  Joker sat back spreading his legs looking harley up and down. "Give me a twirl." Harley did so. After she sat on is lap kissing him for awhile then biting his lip while going back. She could hear unbuckling his belt, she rolled over now laying on the cell small bad as joker stood up continuing his belt.
       "Ive been a bad monster mr. J." Harley frowned grabbing the bars behind her.
      Sliding his pants down a little he responded, " whyd you do that hun? Huh? I dont wanna have to punnish ya, wait i do" he got aggresive jumping on top of her. Slipping his fingers into the sides of her underwear joker kissed harleys cold neck multiple times.   Harley nipped at jokers earlobe as he jerked back snickering. The joker slowly pulled it out and slid harleys underwear down mid thigh. Harley bit her lip...waiting...before she knew it it was happeneing, she was making love with her joker. The joker was getting aggresive, one hand on her waist another on her left breast. Harley lost grip on her lip and let out a small moan.
        Joker shushed her with the finger from her breast and slowed down. They started to slow down to make out, not to long they went back. Harley tightly grabbing the bars behing her, joker tightly grabbing her waist. A few moans and a sigh, harley whispered mr. J in exhaustion, he leaned in zipping up. He grabbed her by the splits in her hair creating pigtails while she whispered, "Your my little puddin"

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