A Bird In The Hand Is Worth Two In The Bush

Regaining some of his mobility, Robin begins to crawl towards Harley’s door. As he crawls, his penis gathers unneeded friction and hardens while it’s grinding across rough concrete. Suddenly, he hears clacking of shoes behind him and a pungent smell of perfume.

“Well, look at this. Harley did say that she found a lost animal. I never expected it to be a bird.”

Robin felt himself being picked up, turned around and face to face with Poison Ivy. “My my, look how happy you are to see me.” Following her gaze, Robin looks down in shame and blushes. Being carried back inside, Harley seems pleased that Robin met Ivy. “Oh, Birdie, you’re all dirty, let’s clean you up. Then, I have more of those “Stakeout undies” you like. Ha ha! I see somebody wants to say hi.” With her finger, Harley flicks Robin’s throbbing penis, which is like a switch sending him into overdrive. Without warning, Robin squirted all over Harley, who was a bit taken aback but enjoyed breaking through another of Robin’s defensive walls surrounding his psyche. Looking defeated and brought to tears Robin was hoisted up and carried by Harley to the bathroom.