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Tim couldn’t take any more teasing. He grabbed Helena by the horned visage of her mask and pulled her down onto his erection, face first. Then his hips bucked, driving his member deep into her throat. He pushed all of his cock inside her, into the warm pressure of her gullet, where there was room for every inch of him—barely.

Tim moaned at the feel of the muscles of her throat gripping his shaft. It was both relief and a whetting of his appetite—he thought this would’ve satisfied him, and it did in a way, but it also made him want so much more of this feeling he’d just sampled, this sensation he was now all but addicted to.

Helena mewled and moaned while she sucked on his rampant erection. A moment later, his balls clenched and gave her what she needed. Spurt after spurt of thick white cream splattered her greedy mouth. Helena swallowed as she sighed at the taste, sucking every last rope of cum from Tim’s twitching balls.

She pulled herself off of his cock, keeping her lips as wide apart as they’d had to be to mouth his girthy erection, showing him the white-hot cum that he’d flooded her mouth with. Then she pressed her soft lips together and swallowed. Tim’s eyes irresistibly shot down from her closed mouth to her bobbing throat—he had a hard time believing that that was hisseed being drawn down into her belly. An even harder time believing that Helena did what she did next, bending over his half-hard prick and touching her tongue to its length.

“Such a lovely cock,” she sighed. “I’m not done with it yet…”

Tim groaned as she took his crown into her mouth again. She sucked it clean of the dregs of semen that had been leaking from the glanshole, then pressed her mouth down his length. Her tongue fluttered all the way down it, scouring his member from the tip to the root. She pulled her head back off it until only the cap was in her mouth, concentrating all her sucking on that sensitive part of his cock, then she took all of him back in her mouth. Tim was soft, but his prick stirred as it was bathed in hot saliva. Then Helena was off him again, stroking him with her hand, working him back to hardness.

“I’ve been a bad girl, Robin,” she purred, her voice so rich and husky that somehow Tim couldn’t stop thinking about how she’d just swallowed his sperm. The two facts seemed to fit together perfectly. “I know you were thinking it. What a slut I was. How I was so nasty to Dick, cheating on him, and with his brother no less. How’d you like to punish me? Punish me, Robin. I deserve it. I’m a slut and a good boy like you needs to teach me a lesson. Why don’t you spank me? You said it yourself—I’m a whore. Whores don’t deserve sweet cum like yours. They deserve to get their ass smacked until they learn not to be such dirty bitches!”

Hearing her refer to him as Robin—his superhero identity, his badge of honor, the privilege he shared with the man he was cuckolding by fucking Helena—made Tim flush with shame, anger, and arousal. But she was right. He wasn’t quite Tim right now. She was a superhero, so was he. That was who was fucking right now. Not Tim and Helena, but Robin and the Huntress.

Helena bent her body over the roof’s parapet so abruptly that Tim thought for a moment she was throwing herself over the side. He was halfway to crying out in protest when he was interrupted by the sight of her fat ass propped up by the parapet, thrust into the air in all its luscious splendor.

Helena reached behind herself, fingering the waistband of her panties. She yanked them down, letting Tim see her bare flesh. Tight, curvy voluptuousness, just this side of fat, the ample juiciness of her peachy ass contrasting deliciously with her taut, toned thighs and slender back. She was all muscle, but her buttocks still packed enough silken flesh to be deliciously tempting. Tim didn’t know how she did it. It could only be awe-inspiringly good genes, coupled with a work-out routine that ran just shy of taking all the padding off her bones.

“Spank the naughty out of me,” she teased him again, pumping her legs up and down to send jiggles through her luscious ass. “Make me a good girl. Make my ass so red that I can’t possibly be a nasty little slut anymore!

Seeing her downed panties tangled around the backs of her thighs only added to the luridness of the sight, made it so totally irresistible to Tim that the only thing making him hesitate was just how stunned he was by the lovely sight and slutty behavior. Helena and her ass were literally inviting his spanking hand.

Man, Tim thought, I’m so damn glad I’m straight.

His hand came down on her ass like an act of instinct, more electricity sparking from a livewire than a willful act on Tim’s part. Helena squealed and almost tried to wiggle away over the parapet despite the towering fall. But Tim drove the elbow of his off-hand down into the small of her back, holding her in place as his dominant hand beat her ass hard and fast. Every blow made her ass bounce; the sight sent a fresh charge through Tim’s erection each time.

“Ooh, Robin, not so hard!” Helena simpered, clearly enjoying herself more than her words would indicate. She wiggled her pained ass again. “You’re hurting me…”

“You wanted it,” Tim said tersely. “Now don’t complain about how much you get!”

He smacked her ass hard, making his hand into a weapon, lashing her firm buttocks with his palm so hard she might’ve thought he was using a paddle. Tears soon streamed from Helena’s eyes. She cried out in genuine pain. Her buttocks stung, burning as they jiggled under the blows Tim was raining down.

“Too much! It’s too much! I’m sorry, stop spanking me! I’ll never be such a dirty whore again!”

“Bad girl,” Tim muttered, keeping up the barrage that had Helena pounding her fists on the side of the building, biting her lower lip to keep from screaming in agony. “Bad, bad…”

Her ass was being tortured. Helena loved it. As the burning in her bare ass got hotter, she felt the same kind of heat course into her sex. Her clit hardened; her labia swelled. Trickles of warm arousal ran out onto her thighs.

“Nnhhh!” Helena started to push her cunt against the parapet, humping it as Tim smacked her ass. She wished he had taken her over his knee; she wished she could fuck herself on his lap. “Oh Robin, Robin, gggh!”

Tim stopped spanking her. He watched as the horny woman shamelessly rubbed herself against the parapet she’d bent over, dry-humping it like a bitch in heat. Speechless, he reached out a hand and pushed a stiffened finger into her cunt. It was insanely responsive, tensing and convulsing all around his finger. The heat permeated right through Tim’s glove.

“Unhh! Do it, Tim!” Helena whimpered, humping the parapet faster, making Tim worry she’d hurt herself rubbing her tender pussy on the rough bricks so enthusiastically. “Fuck me with your finger! My pussy’s so hot!”