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“NO KAREN, I HAVE NOT SEEN HIRO LATELY. I DON’T KNOW WHERE HE IS EITHER!”

Power Girl increased the safe distance between her cell phone and her ear. Atlee was brilliant, but she still hadn’t learned that talking very loudly didn’t help you get a clearer signal. “Well, if he’s not with me and he’s not with you, where is he? I thought we were his social life.”

“ME TOO. IS IT POSSIBLE A NEW FALLOUT GAME CAME OUT?”

“No, I checked. And nothing new on Netflix either, so what could he possibly be bingeing on?”

“…ALCOHOL?”

“Be serious, Atlee, he’s not that cool.”

“I’LL KEEP AN EYE OUT FOR HIM. BUT YOU KNOW HOW HE GETS. WHEN HE HAS A PROJECT GOING, HE DOESN’T LIKE COMING UP FOR AIR.”

“Yeah, but it’s not like him to start a new project without nerding out on us about whatever it is.”

“WHAT DO YOU NEED HIM FOR, ANYWAY?”

“Oh, you know…” Karen rubbed her thighs together. “Things. Call me if you hear from him.”

“WILL DO!”

She hung up. Karen did as well. Goddamnit, what was the point of having a rentboy if he went incommunicado? What did she have to do to get laid steadily, clone herself like Wonder Woman?

Then again, Supergirl was shaping up to be a fine young woman…

No, no, too creepy. She’d just have to find Hiro and remind him just how lucky he was to have an all-access pass to the most stacked member of the Justice League.

The little idiot. Didn’t even know he could be fucking her right now. Probably buried in some ridiculous nerd shit like a harem anime, or something boring like that.

***

“It’s not fair.”

Selina got down on her elbows, resting her hands on Hiro’s thighs. They were a good deal thicker than she’d realized, packed with subtle muscle. Her eyes were inches from his cock. She noticed it wasn’t shrinking, wasn’t going anywhere.

“What isn’t?” Hiro asked, nearly delirious with how close Selina was to his turgid cock.

“That a cock can make a girl a slave,” Selina said, her eyes becoming glassy at the sight of that powerful, hidden force.

She undid the button atop his fly, then pulled down the zipper. The flaps puffed out, revealing a swath of briefs, the Y-front. Using the forefingers of either hand, she eased the two halves of his briefs away from each other, seeing the base of his cock. She pulled on it, gently angling it out of his leghole, straightening it up into the open air. Hiro groaned at the uncomfortable sensation, but he caught snippets of feeling through it: Selina’s soft fingers on his manhood. He wished he could arch into that wonderful feeling.

“Your cock is so fucking stiff,” Selina said in a small, whispery voice. “Do you know how cruel that is?” Her thumb and forefinger closed around his shaft—just barely—and she slid them up and down, making his cock throb excitedly. “You’re all alike. Putting your cocks into girls, turning them into whores…”

Hiro squeezed his eyes shut as Selina suddenly, almost violently, grasped his cock in her fist. He couldn’t follow her train of thought, her hand was too exciting.

“You shove your big dick in her and make her come,” Selina said accusingly. “She tries to be a good girl, they all try, but you come along with your big goddamn cocks and make them be bad. Well, you’re not the only one who can be cruel…”

Hiro’s mouth flapped. He stammered. “I don’t know what you mean.”

“Yes you do, you fucking tease, you fucking playboy!” she fired at him. Her eyes flashed, giving his cock another tense roll from its base to its tip, her grip so tight it forced a few beads of precum from the throbbing head. “You undressed me with your eyes, didn’t you? You got a big hard-on, just to make me want to fuck. Didn’t you? Don’t you know what a stiff prick does to a girl? Look at your cock! How can a girl be good around a cock like that?”

Hiro groaned. His cock was straining, thrumming, fitting itself to Selina’s hand like a sword. He quivered and, helplessly aroused, he thrust his hips upward against her tight grip. Fresh precum dripped down from his cockhead, Selina gasping as the warm fluid smeared on her fingers.

Selina lowered herself underneath his rigid young cock, looking up at him past it. It blocked out his face, a monolith. “You like it when I do this, don’t you? You want someone to play with your prick, even if she isn’t Ivy. Or Harley,” she added in a sing-song, mocking tone. “Like they’d ever touch a cock. Like they’d ever care enough to let you get off. Maybe they have the right idea. Just fuck each other and use a guy like you for compost. Or can you be more useful than that? Can this big, hard bone actually get me off? Can it!?”

Hiro stared down at the beautiful woman who seemed to look at his cock like she was hypnotized, raving in frustration and arousal. He should probably be worried about her wildness. But then, there wasn’t much he could do about it—why not just relax and enjoy?

Selina watched his young face for his reaction, stopping her hand to swirl her thumb slowly around his cockhead, glossing the wet precum all over his crown. His cock jolted in her hand as she slid her thumbnail along the collar. She smiled.

“See how wet it gets? How it smells like sex, like it belongs in a cunt?” She pumped her hand once more, slowly, over the whole of his cockhead, smearing her palm with his precum. It was sticky and warm; she loved playing it back along his length. “It’s enough to drive a gal out of her mind. You’d like me to be out of my mind, wouldn’t you? You’d like me to let you suck my tits…”

“You kidnapped me,” Hiro rasped out. “Tied me up… why should I… suck anything?”

“What do you mean? If a girl sucks your cock, the least you can do is suck her tits.”

Involuntarily, Hiro’s ears pricked up. “You’re going to suck my cock?”

Selina gave his cock another squeeze and it responded in kind, jumping in her fist. “We’ll see. First, you show me how turned on I’ve made you.”

She crawled up his young body, feeling how tense he was, all the strength knotted up and writhing inside him. The cool leather of her catsuit rubbed over his hot flesh; when she kissed him, his cock throbbed wetly into her firm belly, her breasts crushed against his chest. She could feel the sensations overwhelming him, the pleasure shaking him like a leaf, and he shivered underneath her.

Selina lifted her sucking mouth away from his, her eyes glistening with sex. She hiked her feet up on the armrests of the wheelchair, enjoying his discomfort as her heeled boots pricked into his hands. His thick cock was between her thighs, rolling over her groin with each subtle sway of her body. She bent forward, unzipping her suit, the vee of skin underneath pale and perfect.

“I know you want it, Hiro. These big, beautiful tits… you must want them so bad.” She stopped pulling on the zipper, leaving her exposed flesh a wide dagger pointing down her cleavage, and he realized he was to nod. He did. Eagerly. “Good boy,” she chimed, and pulled her zipper down further, her heaving breasts pushing the unanchored leather far aside.

She showed him, holding his breasts up to his consuming eyes, all round and sensitive, a sheen of sweat catching the dim light. He wasn’t even allowed the darkness to protect him from the perfection of her breasts. They shone so much, he could’ve seen them by the stars. Her dark fingers squeezed the flesh, pinched the nipples, letting him see how much fun she could have without him. Her nipples were pierced too. Little obsidian studs, like the slits in cat’s eyes, for her to tug on.

“You like my pierced nipples, Hiro? You wanna pull on them? You wanna feel that little spark of electricity on your tongue when you lick them?”

Hiro had come to the conclusion that, while Selina wasn’t a raving lunatic, she definitely wasn’t rational enough to not dress up like a cat and steal shit. She could make things real painful for him, and the only card he had to play was her obvious personal issues with Ivy and Harley. If he wanted to survive—and, he was a guy, get laid—he would have to take advantage of that. “ I hear Ivy has her clit pierced.”

“What? Like she’d ever let a cold, dead hunk of metal inside her body!” Selina gritted her teeth. “God, she probably spread that rumor herself. Fucking bitch. No way she would go through with it. And not that she even needs it pierced, when she has Harley Quinn, doormat with a tongue, to get her off. You know, for lesbians, I have never seen those two sixty-nine?”

Harley wasn’t the only one. Selina struck Hiro as something of a submissive, as much as she postured otherwise. Why else would she go after Batman so hard? The woman was practically begging to be put in handcuffs.

“Harley can’t get Ivy off too good. Not with a body like hers.”

“You don’t like Harley’s body?” Selina asked, like she was settling in for an episode of Fashion Police.

“It’s alright… I guess…” (Selina choked out a laugh.) “She just doesn’t have anything on you. Probably why she plays up the lesbian thing so much. She needs to.”

“Yeah. Can’t show off her tits, can she, much as she tries.” Selina ran her claws over her heaving breasts, catching the tips of her forefingers on the studs, giving them little tongues that made her ‘ooh’ and lick her lips. “Have you seen some of her costumes lately? Supervillain equivalent of a bra top. No fucking dignity. And I’ve worn a tail!”

Hiro saw her hips sway, trying to catch, rub against an invisible lover. He could almost smell her damp arousal within the suit. “Yours are much better. Almost as good as Ivy’s.”

A flicker of annoyance went through Ivy like a small orgasm. Her fingers tightened on her breasts. “They’re not as big as Pam’s sure, but they’re firmer, more high-set! You don’t want fat, floppy tits like hers, do you? You want them perky and jiggling, like mine!”

Selina took her right hand away for just a moment, giving Hiro another peek at her breasts, another reminder of their perfection. It struck Hiro all over again how they really were incredible. Just the right size… And with her free hand, she ripped her cowl off, it and her goggles falling to the ground with a tinny crack, her hair short and sweaty and mussed in the open air.

“God, these big fucking tits—I can barely breathe without them rubbing against my suit… and my nipples get so hard… I get so excited. My cunt gets wet too. When I’m stealing something, I’m almost always turned on. That’s why I don’t do cash. I want to get my hands on something long and hard—something that can satisfy me in every which way. And now, Hiro… I’ve stolen you.”

She bent over him, her breasts now rubbing over his clear face, orbiting his mouth and its hot breath, but not yet wandering close enough to be snared.

“Stick your tongue out. Lick them all over. Suck my nipples, you sleazy fuck. You don’t get to be shy. You wanted my body, now here it is! Fucking please it, you goddamn tease. Show me you’re more than just a big prick! Make me come! Fucking use me! I’ve got this whore body, now put it through its paces! I’m yours! Fuck me! Let me teach you how to be my dom!”

Selina squeezed her thighs together, trapping his cock between them, rubbing them all together to encourage him, pain him, pleasure him. Now she rubbed her nipple up and down over his mouth—his tongue sticking out to meet it, the spark of connection bringing him to life. He twisted his face this way and that, lapping at her luscious flesh, mouthing her stiffening nipples.

“Yes, yes, like that!” Selina rasped. “Fuck, you make my tits feel so nice—a good girl doesn’t stand a chance with you doing this to her breasts!”

She arched her back, wiggling provocatively into her youthful slave’s tonguing of her breasts. His tongue was lashing all over them, forceful enough to push her breasts backward and forward in dancing counterpoint to her own motions. Then he caught her left nipple in his teeth.

Selina tightened her hands in his hair, pulling away, but he correctly interpreted that she didn’t want him to let go, and she sighed harshly as his teeth grated on the nub. Then she pushed her nipple in further, wanting him to suck even more of her breast, wanting him to devour her. And he did, sharp teeth grinding into her flesh, tongue lapping at her captured nipple, mouth sucking and kissing and serving. The piercing proved the perfect target, teasing it with his tongue to start a chain reaction all the way down to her cunt.

“Oh! Ohhh! You tease!” Selina petted his hair, desperate to encourage him. “God, the way you suck—making my nipples get so big—making them just so sensitive—how am I supposed to stand it? How can I stand it!?”

Overwhelmed by exotic sensation, Selina ground herself against his groin and hardened stomach muscles, working her crotch up and down against his trapped cock. It felt so big, so warm, so hers.

Catching the rhythm, Hiro continued diligently sucking at her breasts as he rocked his hips up and down, fucking his wet cock between her luscious thighs and against her leather-clad crotch. Breast, groin, fingers—it all felt so good. Her tender nipple spiked in his mouth, sliding resiliently off his tongue; Selina gasped and breathed deeply and rubbed herself against his cock harder, with small shudders rippling through her. Just as Hiro was biting down hard on her breast, she moaned deeply and pulled her throbbing nipple away. It stood out, wet and knotted, set in her heaving breast like a jewel. The stud shone with saliva.

“Look what you’ve done to me!” she rasped. “Just look at me! All hot and… and wet… a little slut! You fucking tease, how dare you!?”

“You are a little slut,” Hiro said thickly.

“What did you say?”

“I said you are a little slut, Catwoman. Maybe you’re not as big a slut as Harley and Ivy, maybe you wear more clothes than them, but you’re still a slut and you still want my cock. So why don’t you untie me and get it?”

Selina panted hotly, peering at him through glazed eyes. His words seemed to have had a physical effect on her. She was speechless.

“C’mon, hurry up!” Hiro barked. “The sooner I’ve fucked you, the sooner I can fuck Harley.”

“You little shit!” Selina shrieked, flexing her claws. She swiped them over his chest—severing the ropes that held him in place. “You’re not going to have anything left for her, you bitch! It’s all going to be in me!”

Hiro stood, pulling the remnants of the ropes off him—there were frayed cuts in his shirt where her claws just had missed his skin, but he barely even noticed them. “Take that leather off. I don’t want it in my way.”

“Not here… not here…”

***

“Here,” Selina said. She had led him naked to another room in the hide-out, her heart-shaped ass the perfect target to follow. Outside of the restraining catsuit, it was slightly fulsome, spreading beautifully out from her waist—still proportional to her athletic body, but just a little bit extra, a little bit more curved than necessary.

The bed was ten feet across, a perfect circle covered with a lush velveteen spread. As pink as a freshly bloomed orchid. Soft, indirect lighting bathed it with a faint glow from the mirrors adorning the walls and ceilings. It was impossible to tell where, exactly, the light actually came from.

“Ivy’s bed?” Hiro asked coyly.

“When I’m in it, it’s my bed,” Selina replied. “And when you’re in it with me, it’d better be yours. Get it?”

She stretched across the bed, her luscious legs set at a slight incline, one tapering up to a wheedling little angle, knee swaying back and forth. Hiro’s lustful gaze was focused on the soft pink lips of her cunt, but it wasn’t entirely focused—he seemed a little lost in thought.

“You’re thinking about Ivy!” Selina hissed.

“Yeah, maybe,” Hiro replied callously.

“Bastard! She’s green! How is that hot? Green!” Selina slid her middle finger deep into her wet cunt, resting her thumb electrically on her growing clit. “Don’t you want my pussy? My pussy that’s the right color?”

Hiro’s cock swelled hard, him eagerly watching the way her pussy writhed. The glaze of precum on his cockhead shimmered as his cock expanded. Selina squirmed, feeling his taunting stare intensify.

“Yeah… although… it wouldn’t be green in the dark.”

The more frustrated Selina became, the more pleasurable she seemed to find her own finger going in and out of her clinging pussy, enticing him further. “Are you honestly telling me that if she were here now, you’d fuck her first? Or at all?”

“It wouldn’t matter. My cock’s plenty hard enough to take you both.”

“You son of a bitch.” Selina hooked her finger, twisted it, her pussy seething. “You wouldn’t even know what to do with that hard cock!”

“I certainly know what to do with you.”

Hiro crouched between her wide-spread legs and slid his muscular arms under her knees, scooping them up high.

Selina gasped. “What are you doing?”

“Why don’t you ask Ivy?” Hiro teased. “I bet she just loves to fuck with her feet up.”

“Damn you! Shut up about Ivy! She dyes her hair!” Selina wrenched her lithe body around, grinding the wet gates of her cunt onto Hiro’s cockhead. “Ram it in, you bastard! I’ll fuck you better than that weed bag ever could!”

“Try.” Hiro eased himself into her cunt, taking his time, loving how she writhed and tightened around his sinking cock. It had to be jealousy that had her working his cock like a stripper pole.

He bunched his shoulders, brought her legs up around his neck. She kicked her feet and squealed as he doubled her over, thrusting and driving with all the hot length of his cock.

“God!” Selina cried. “I’ve never felt a cock go this deep!”

“Now you know why Ivy likes to fuck this way,” Hiro said, taking exquisite pleasure in the long, slow glides of his cock into her pussy, making it silkily cling to him.

“You fuck! Ivy’s pussy could never be as hot as mine! Fuck me more! Make my cunt burn!”

The slow, steady pumping of his thick wasn’t satisfying enough for her, wasn’t doing enough to instantly dispel the comparison between herself and Ivy. She reared up, forcing her pussy against his groin with mad stabs.

“This is the best fuck of your life, isn’t it? I’m the best cunt you’ve ever had!” Selina cried, barely able to breathe between halting animal sounds of lust.

“We’ll see.”

“You conceited motherfucker! What could be better than this?”

She hooked her ankles around his neck and thrashed her pussy, up, down, and around. Hiro barely needed to move. Her jealous fury was flexing and massaging her cunt all over his cock. But he masked the frenetic ecstasy that came with her envious writhing.

“I’ve just been thinking: if Ivy’s a lesbian, it might be she’s never been with a man. Imagine—taking her cherry… a sweet, soft, tender virgin cunt…”

“Damn you! When I’m through with your cock, you won’t have enough strength left to pop a cherry! You’ll be too limp to fuck through tissue paper!”

Hiro moaned. The lunges of Selina’s raging cunt against him were almost more than he could stand, jagged slashes of wild delight blazing through him, torturous sensations pooling in the base of his brain. He had to still himself and clench the muscles at the base of his groin to keep his big load away from Selina.

“I had a virgin once—at least, she said she was. But she turned out to be a horny cock-sucking whore. Kinda like you.” He felt her clench on him like a vice—almost too hard to fuck through. “God! I just love a pussy when it gets this hot!”

Selina’s eyes widened dramatically. “You… bastard! Son of a bitch! You’ve been teasing me!”

“Motivating you. So you’ll enjoy it more.”

“Prick! You’ll never enjoy anything more than this!” She jerked and twisted, fucking her tight cunt up and down his swollen length, bringing herself to a harsh orgasm on his cock before she slumped down on the bed, weak and gasping for breath. “Bastard…”

“My turn,” Hiro growled.

He lunged forward, bending her body inward, stabbing and claiming with a full ten inches of stiff manhood. All of Selina’s experience now seemed tame compared to the grunting lust he stuffed inside her. She could only whimper and moan as he fiercely jack-hammered into her. The pain of being hilted by him passed quickly, leaving pleasurable, maddening discomfort in how her legs jerked and quivered on either side of his hips.

She was moaning with an abandon she’d never felt before, one she couldn’t control. Shamelessly aroused, she closed her eyes—he shocked her with a kiss and she let her tongue respond, moving loosely up into his mouth, with low hums of enjoyment rumbling deep within her throat. There seemed to be no room in her mind for a single thought other than the delicious sensation of lying beneath this man, straining to give him as much pleasure as she could, to keep him fucking her by any means necessary.

“You like that, bitch?”

“Yes!”

“Then have some more!”

Hiro slaved above the cat burglar, moving with longer, smoother strokes that drew his cock almost all the way out of her tightly clasped cunt. Then he would plunge forward, not stopping until his heavy testicles smacked against her ass cheeks. She was hopelessly impaled, and the thought of her helplessness made the sensations even greater, more erotic.

“Gggrraaahhh!” Selina felt her jaw drop as Hiro’s cock went deeper than ever. “God, you’ll kill me with that thing!”

“What better way is there for a whore to die? I’m going to fuck you to death, you little slut!”

His spartan frame pressed her down, grinding her back deep into the soft mattress. But the pain got lost in the sensuous tingle she felt in her clit, the tingle that grew wild and free like a spreading flame. She had never been fucked so hard, so fast, so deep.

“I’m going to come,” she said, more in surprise than because she wanted Hiro to know he had actually brought her to orgasm.

Hiro grunted. “Good!”

He brought his hand to above where his cock was sliding neatly in and out of her wet pussy; Selina felt him fondle the blazingly erect clitoris above her milking labia. He played there with astonishing concentration, even as the rutting continued unabated; soft groans of passion formed in Selina’s breast and escaped her mouth. Her ever-widening sex seemed to gape with need, greedily swallowing the whole of his powerfully thrusting shaft. She wanted him at her very core.

“My cunt was made for you,” Selina breathed, beyond excitement, beyond pleasure, beyond lust, beyond anything but becoming a receptacle for his seed.

All his weight came crashing down on her. His cockhead clasped up, spurted, relaxed.

“Cum!” Selina gasped in realization. “Hot… cum! Fuck me full, you bastard! Don’t stop! Not now!”

It took all of Hiro’s drained strength, but he thrust and flogged his gushing cock inside her until not another drop of searing cum could be milked out.

Selina dragged her legs down off Hiro’s shoulders, letting them lie where they’d fallen on the bedspread. She lay sprawled beneath him, weak and trembling with faint tremors of aching joy. She’d wanted it to go on and on as he fucked her, and somehow, it had. It was.

“That was great,” Hiro said, his cock twitching in her snug, cum-flooded cunt. He could feel the sticky warmth all around his prick. “The best fuck I’ve ever had.”

“Yeah,” Selina moaned in surprise. “The best fucking my pussy’s ever taken.” She grinned lewdly. “I’m glad Harley brought you here.”

“I’m glad Harley brought me here to. It’s not every day you get to meet the Poison Ivy.”

In the warm bliss of fulfillment, Selina couldn’t summon up any jealousy. She understood why Hiro would want to fuck a sexy little filly like Ivy. It wasn’t like she was any different.

“You know what Ivy really likes?” Selina twisted suddenly, his cock slipping from her wetness. Hiro lifted his body, letting her turn face down beneath him. “She likes being ass-fucked. In fact, she loves it.”

She arched and wiggled the soft cheeks of her ass so that Hiro’s wet cock was settled between them, still bounced the well-shaped buttocks into his body, heating and pumping his cock.

“And you?”

“I’ll try anything. And I know it must be fun. I remember hearing Ivy scream—it wasn’t all pain…”

Hiro bridged himself above her, smearing his hand with his own cum as he pressed the tip of his cock against her dark, tightly drawn anus.

“Oooh, your cock’s so big!” Selina gasped. “Don’t be too rough! Not at first. I’m still a virgin back there.”

“Not for long,” Hiro promised, and he pressed down.

“Ahhhh!” Selina cried. “Oh, God—Hiro, go slow! It feels like you’re splitting me in two!”

“I bet Ivy doesn’t bitch like that. She probably spreads her cheeks and begs for more.”

“Jerk!”

But she wondered if it wasn’t true. She wanted to do as good as Ivy—be as big a slut as Ivy—even if it was her first time. Especially if it was her first time. She gritted her teeth and arched her back, working her ass in a slow circle against his manhood. He groaned happily, her asshole tight and hot, taking his cock like a hungry mouth.

“God, your cock feels so fucking big up my ass… not sure I can take it all… I should’ve started with a guy who has a normal cock, not a fucking cannon!”

“Yeah, you love my big cock. I can feel how it’s making you squirm, bitch.”

“Yes!” Selina confessed. “Yes, it hurts like hell, but don’t stop—don’t want you to stop! Fuck me! Ream my ass! Make me love your big cock!”

Hiro shoved into her with all his might, spearing her wiggling ass. Selina moaned as she felt her hot pussy press flush against the cool sheets.

“Oh shit!” she gushed. “My last cherry… taken a cock everywhere now… really am a slut… God, why haven’t I tried this before!?”

“You mean you’ve never been fucked up the ass before?” Hiro asked incredulously. “Not even by Batman?”

“No, never. He always thought it was dirty—long as he fucked my pussy the way he did, I didn’t care. But now… mmmmmmm! Now, I think I’ve been missing out all these years!”

“You sure have, bitch. Shit, can’t believe it—Selina Kyle, an anal virgin, and I’m the one to break her in! The first to fill her with cum…”

Hiro looked down at his dark mat of pubic hair, storming the creamy cheeks of Selina’s pale ass. He felt it chafe as he worked the thick root of his buried cock around and around.

“Yes! Fuck my little ass, come in my ass! Make it hurt! Harder! Harder! Harder!”

Hiro grinned, thought of what to say, and battered into Selina’s ass one last time.

“Ivy!” he screamed, as his young cock let out its second load.

Selina gasped as she took shot after shot of jism, slick cum filling the tightening darkness of her rectum, his cock gliding smoothly in and out to deliver more and more…

“God, you big fucker… this is the best yet! I’m coming! Oh shit, fuck… coming!” She reared and twisted, grinding her soft ass on his muscular loins, his harsh pubic hair. It was a different, strangely exciting climax, bypassing her cunt entirely, pleasure seeming to go straight to her clit, making her explore without lighting her fuse. She felt her whole body tremble, all of her reorient to center around his cock deep in her ass.

When her furious writhing had fully drained him, he sagged down and buried his face in Selina’s soft, sweet-smelling hair.

“Harley and Ivy,” Selina said, her voice almost completely gone, “would never have let you do that!”

“But I bet they’d’ve let me come on their faces.”

Selina hissed.

***

Harley rolled the transformed vintage Y&K Voltron Dairugger Deluxe Die-cast with spring-loaded lion’s head and stickers, gold/brass color on the shoulders of the Black Lion, red on the back of the Blue Lion, silver cannon on the Yellow Lion, real kung-fu grip and built-in water gun and real flashing eyes over Ivy’s naked body. She enjoyed the way its car form was heavy enough to leave little imprinted tire treads on Ivy’s soft flesh. Ivy enjoyed how Harley squirmed her thighs together, getting turned on by her bare flesh all over again.

Selina walked into the room then. She was naked—not an uncommon occurrence in the hide-out, but one that rarely involved Catwoman. Cum bubbled down her inner thigh, and dripped from her buttocks like a tail. Even more covered her face, a white mask that made her jade-green eyes stand out all the more potently. Ivy and Harley watched as she licked her lips clean of cum, revealing their bright red gloss once more, set in a smile.

“Hiro Okamura fucked me in the ass and came on my face,” she said proudly.

“And here I thought you’d just finally gone in for a facial peel,” Ivy replied.