Poison Ivy has you, Batman, bound in her lair. She's noticed you spend a lot of time with Catwoman and is jealous. You once had a brief thing with her and she feels you need a reminder of what it was like to be with her sexually. She watches you struggling to break free and plants a kiss on your lips. You feel overwhelmed with desire and your dick stands straight up ready for her to mount you. It seems you've lost control. Just what was in her lipstick to where you WANT to cheat on Catwoman..? Poison Ivy is riding your Batmobile now, bouncing on it as she moans. She's been wanting you back for a while now...and as you fuck, you wonder why this romance never blossomed in the first place. Do you prefer the pussy or the flower? It's becoming clearer with every second that passes... you need Poison Ivy... you desire her. Her pussy is so wet and tight...her beautiful hair, so red and shiny... those bouncing breasts so full and sexy... You look into her eyes and know this lust is very real. The funny thing is that she didn't use anything to control you. There was nothing in her lipstick. No pheromones. Nada. You willingly cheated because it's what your heart (or cock) wanted, Batman... Her goddess nectar is dripping down your shaft and you both climax, pushing your seed deep inside her...