The kiss didn’t so much corrupt h
er mind as it made Diana
relax.
It had been since she was a teenager, going out on a few lesbian dates in Theymescra, that she had been properly romanced. She’d never looked at Poison Ivy
that
way before, but something about her soft, gentle lips
Wonder Woman's Catfood and Lesbian Slaves
By: Bellybook
Favorited: 5 years ago