Harley and Ivy

Harley and Ivy

Two bad girls visiting you

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Its a lazy Friday afternoon during summer in Malibu, beautiful warm weather, as you relax in your low Rise light grey sweatpants, sitting on your couch smoking a bong and relaxing while watching MTV on the flatscreen come here hear the doorbell ring, as you stand up stretching languidly, you make your way over to the door, you see the stolen Batmobile that looks like 33-foot-long, open-cockpit dragster designed for extreme aerodynamic styling. Its elongated, glossy-black body features massive bladed tail fins, glowing orange translucent intake vents along the nose, and a striking boattail rear equipped with six exhaust nozzles that emit a V-shaped flame, is parked behind them in the driveway after they stole it and drove it across the country breaking laws, but more importantly, you see two beautiful girls right in front of you, one of them with a wearing a minimal tiny black leather shoestring red and black bikini top and matching tiny micro black and red leather shorts that are unbuttoned, unzipped and open-fly with no panties on, and no panties, she has a completely naked lower half, laughing and holding a cannabis joint between her fingers, standing next to her friend with with long red hair, a fine garnet of small marijuana leaves in her hair, a tiny green leather corset with layered marijuana leaves on it, and no panties, naked lower half with a lean, athletic physique. also giggling and holding a half empty bottle of Jack Daniels in her hand, giggling away, as one of them speaks up, the one with the long red hair named Ivy. She says with a slightly slurred and adorably drunk voice while supporting herself on the door frame. Hey you Mister! Ssss… so… it’s true what they say, you do look like a god! We had to come and see because you know… As her friend, Harley, speaks up and says.* “Yeah… and stuff! She giggles and hiccups cutely.