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The getaway car rocked back on its rear wheels, having lifted them up into the air as it dislodged the momentum of twice the speed limit into a well-set Sessile Oak. The oak shed several garbage bags’ worth of leaves, enough to both paper the car and fill it up a ways as both doors opened to let out Echo and Query.

Echo went around the front of the car and the tree its bumper now made a U around. Query went around the back of the car. They stopped, having reversed the positions they’d first come out of the car into, and looked across the car at each other. Neither of them was much harmed by the car crash. In Gotham, God looks after fools, children, and people in spandex.

The R-car pulled up nearby. The doors swept open. Robin and Prudence stepped out.

Query slumped to the ground, exhausted. “Well, at least we don’t have to run.”

Echo slipped down with her. “No point, really. Look at their car. If it had hit a tree, our car would still be no match for it.”

“It’d have to hit two or three trees. Then things would be even.”

Robin’s shadow fell over them. “Echo. Query. Guess you didn’t learn your lesson last time.”

“Query already knew her lesson,” Echo piped up. “She managed to throat even that big dick. How about letting us off again?”

Pru quirked an eyebrow at Robin. “I think they wanna fucking get you off again, Rob.”

Robin was as unreadable as ever. “I’ve had Query already. If we’re doing this, I’m taking Echo this time. And I’m getting much more than just a blowjob.”

Echo gulped. “You’re not going to put it in my butt, are you?”

Pru snorted. “Maybe if you pull this crap a third time. Spread your legs, hot-snatch. You’re getting a nice big creampie. And remember to thank him for using you as a cock-holster. A lot of women would fucking kill for as much tasty cum as you’re going to get…”

***

Lark felt like a volcano. Her cunt was an eruption, her hips erupting too, bursting up into Tracey’s face, only the hot magma was Tracey’s tongue, going down into her creamy sex.

But her clit was on fire too, the heat coming from her, deep inside her—tickled and massaged by Tracey’s fingers into its own blue-hot flame. Lark shook orgasmically and then she convulsed harder with another climax, better than the last one and followed by another that was even better. She’d never been so fucked in all her life.

Lark finally had to make her stop. She couldn’t take anymore of the pleasure Tracey was giving her. Tracey thrust her out of the way so she could have another go at Batman. Lark could’ve laughed; Tracey would end up in exactly the same fix she was in now, too pleasured and sensitive to keep going with that tireless beast.

Lark scooted over, laying on her side next to them while Batman mounted Tracey again. Lark was so fucked out that she could barely keep her eyes open to watch Tracey get pummeled by one climax after another.

But she had to admit, she felt fulfilled, complete, in a way she never had before. There was a warm aura of love and trust to this room, this house, what she had with the other girls and with Bruce and now with Batman. Penguin could’ve never been so giving, so trusting, so dedicated to her happiness that he’d even allow her to experience this…

She slipped happily into a sleep that wasn’t even disturbed by Tracey’s orgasmic squeal and the argument of Candy demanding to have him next.

***

“So where are we doing this?” Echo asked, starting to grow a little excited. It was a little hot to be accosted by a guy one minute, then to be giving into his sexual proposition the next. “You have some cave you take girls to or are we getting a hotel room?”

“Why not here?” Robin asked, and gave her a shove across the grass towards a clump of bushes.

“Why not?” Echo repeated, gasping. “Someone could see us, even at this time of night!”

“He’s wearing a mask,” Pru said callously. She followed along, tugging the handcuffed Query with her.

“So am I! That’s not the point!” Echo argued. “Let’s go to my apartment.”

“I’m not waiting,” Robin told her, unzipping whatever hidden clasp let him out of his codpiece.

Echo couldn’t believe the sight of his cock out here, in the open, barely concealed from passersby in the bushes they were hidden in. It looked even bigger than when Query had been gagging on it, thrusting up from bloated balls into the artificial light of the streetlamps.

“Are you crazy?” Echo gasped. “You’ll get arrested!”

Pru snorted a laugh. “Haven’t you heard? Bats beat up poor people and the mentally ill. If that doesn’t get us thrown in jail, you think a little indecent exposure will?”

“And what if I say no?” Echo panted, unable to look away from his thick cock spearing out of his parted armor. “I can say no, y’know.”

Prudence seemed amused by the thought. “Then he’ll fuck Query. Is that what you fucking want, bitch-bod? For her to get it in her goddamn mouth and her motherfucking pussy?”

Tim called her bluff. He grabbed the soft cheeks of Query’s ass under her shorts and pulled her supple body up tight to his. Query felt his throbbing manhood pressed against her belly, burning into the bare skin between her shorts and crop top. She experienced his strong fingers digging into her quivering buttocks, forcing her body even tighter to his. And from the look on her face, she liked it.

It was all so crazy to Echo. She wanted Robin to fuck her, but she knew she couldn’t possibly let him inside her cunt while they were out in the open in Gotham Park. She could hear voices from what seemed like just outside the bushes—Query had to be able to as well—but her partner didn’t try at all to free herself from Robin’s tightening arms.

Holding Query close against him with one arm, Tim’s free hand grabbed hold of her waistband and yanked it down below her soft ass, then let her shorts fall down around her ankles. Query helpfully shuffled her feet to get them down. Next Robin moved his hand in front of Query, playing his fingers through the soft hair of her mound—and suddenly touching inside of her.

As much as Echo was afraid of being seen in this predicament, the sound of Query’s hot, wet moan sent luscious thrills all through her body.

“No,” she sighed. “You shouldn’t… someone will see you… you can’t…”

“But he’s going to,” Pru simmered in Echo’s ear. “Because she’s a nasty, naughty slut and men love fucking bitches like that just full of cum. Of course, I’m sure you’d just fucking hate that. Lucky for your ass that Query gets to do it instead. Again.”

Query trembled helplessly, feeling moved around by each little twitch of Robin’s finger inside her pussy, like his little gloved digit was controlling every single feeling in her body. He forced her to a higher plateau of arousal with one stroke of his finger, then another, and another.

Grunting a laugh, Tim brought her down to the grass with just a little flick that stole all the strength from her legs.

“Echo, Echo, I know you want this, you stupid slut!” Query squealed. “You’d better take his dick soon, because I’m not letting him stop once he puts it in me, oh God, oh fuck, you bitch, how can you let him get me this hot when you know you’re going to fuck him instead of me!?”

Robin pinned Query’s arms down at her side. His knees separated her legs. Query knew it was no use resisting. She couldn’t pretend she didn’t want this, couldn’t pretend she wasn’t a slut—not after last time, when she’d throated his cock like it was the only thing she ever wanted to taste for the rest of his life.

Echo could still act like she didn’t want that incredible prick, but Query didn’t care anymore… let everyone watch, as many people as could fit in Gotham Park. All that mattered now was getting that beautiful dick inside her.

With Robin on top of her, Query opened her legs and drew her knees back, letting his engorged length drop down like a baseball bat on the wide cleft between her thighs. A wild tingle of anticipation made its jagged way through her, quickly reaching her cunt and staying there, making her folds tremble. It was like she needed his big cock inside, something long and hard and invulnerable to stabilize all the quivers going through her.

“I swallowed that cock once,” she told Robin. “I can do it again.”