Carrie Puts On A Show

She puts on a show, owning the stage and the eyes of all onlookers, a large admiring throng of them now standing between you and her. She’s certainly not the Carrie Kelley you remember. With her voluptuous figure and the Robin outfit straining at the seams, she looks like a stripper who had a poledancing accident at Wayne Manor. Still, she might not be the Carrie Kelley from the graphic novel, but she’s certainly one from Sin City, her figure holding your full attention. You have to tell yourself to remember to breathe.

She bumps and grinds, undoing the top of her outfit, while her yellow cloak conceals it, then the cloak drops to the ground, revealing her ample magnificent breasts, her nipples popping out like your eyes. She then turns her back to the audience, shaking her green ass, while she starts to lick the pole and then push up against it, rubbing against it, practically making love to it as she shakes her red hair around. You now notice there’s a small sign on the top of it saying simply “DICK”.

She turns away from her pole, pulling her top off in one swift move, and strides towards the audience. The crowd are going wild, as she struts about in her green trunks, kneeling down at the edge of the stage as dollar bills are thrust into them. She gets up, and takes the bills out, then teases the audience, teases you, as she starts to roll those tight shorts down.

That’s when she sees you, her pupils growing wide. She just drops the money she’s holding in her hand, and runs straight towards you, off the stage, somersaulting over the audience between you, and into your open arms.

“I want you,” she says. “Now!” And before you have a chance to speak, her lips are on yours, her tongue rubbing away any words in your mouth.