Option Two, you be a dumb little bitch and tick me off. In which case you can hang there with a front row seat of the gang rape of Miss Victoria Frizz...ll! A rape that I guarantee will be most brutal!”Desperately Batgirl looked around, forlornly hoping that at any instant the Gotham Police SWAT team would burst in. Then with an audible sigh she nodded at the Panties King.“Smart bitch!” he replied, rubbing his hands with glee.“Oh, Batgirl!” wailed Victoria, “It’s hopeless! They told me of their. One last glance into her eyes showed nothing but blue-hot fire, so when I was within range, I grasped the base of my dick, aiming the head of it toward her slickest region, and let her soaking topography guide my glans into her entrance. She gasped abruptly as my muscular member pushed aside her tissues, and slipped inside of her. Her arms wrapped around my upper back as I sunk deeper into her incredibly tight corridor; no doubt the dildo she was impaled upon accounted for the extra level of. The wind in my face was full of fragrances I had missed the night before.As we rode I became more aware of everything. I felt in tune with nature, my bike, the road, the wind,... everything. I saw animals in the brush along the road that I shouldn't have. I felt a confidant power come over me as I traveled toward what was becoming an unnecessary meeting. The truth was coming to me in waves.Before we arrived at the turnoff to the haven I had shed any doubt. I was changed and I knew it in my. As long as we can hit back at the criminals, I'm happy."As soon as they got back to "Eagle's Nest," both couples rushed to their respective bedrooms to relieve some of the tension.That evening, when they met for breakfast, Karl remarked, "We may start to feel more pressure, soon. Sgt. Alexander said that the convoy we hit last night belonged to The Purple Gang. You know that they don't take kindly to people causing them problems."Martha said, "Personally, I don't care who the booze belonged to..