Head to the Joker den

You don't know why but you step forward, going on your tip toes as you hold your hands clasped behind your back. You give him a gentle kiss on the lips, biting his lip as you end the kiss. His hands find your hips as you stare into his eyes.

Biting your lip, you say, "Mr J- I think headin back to the lair sounds more fun."

The black joker grins and lets out a perfect signature joker laugh. He grabs your hips and pulls you in for a full, real kiss, his mouth owning yours. Your breath as his tongue works your mouth like an expert.

"Ok toots- lets get this show on the road!" laughing like a lunatic he slaps your ass cheeks and you both walk arm in arm back to the car.

As you peel out of the neighborhood your eyes find Joker's crotch again- and this time your mouth waters. Your hands have a mind of their own and you reach over and brush across the fabric of his crotch.

"Well Harley?" Joker asks you with an evil smile, "why not go ahead and have a taste of my lolipop while I drive?"

Maybe you should go ahead and get a taste while he's driving you both home.