Impulsively I reached over to stroke her bare thigh. She reached down and grabbed my hand in hers, stroking my fingers with her thumb.Then, pushing he...self slightly away from the table, she turned to face me and leaned in for a kiss, edging my hand up her thigh as she did so. I felt heat emanating from her body and enveloping the hand as her kiss became steamier and she emitted a guttural, almost primal moan.Breathing heavily, she pulled away. “Oh, God...” she gasped. “Ahh...”She looked. ”Don,t worry I,m on the Pill! You can shoot as much cum as you can in me and I won,t get pregnant!” she groaned as she worked her pelvis against my thrusting cocks, head.Then the old familiar tingle in my spine signalled my release and my volcano of hot spunk erupted to fill her to overflowing. Later we cuddled as she told me about her c***d hood in Minnesota and how she lusted after her uncle who disgraced himself with his own daughter and ended up doing five years in prison for it. “Uncle Dan. Kaum das er im Bad angekommen war ließ er sich das Bad ein und informierte Alfred das er ein Bad nehmen würde. Sollte das Signal angehen würde er zwar ausrücken, immerhin durfte er seine Tarnung nicht gefährden, aber ansonsten wollte er einfach nur ausruhen.Zu seinem Glück war es eine der wenig ruhigen Nächte in Gotham und niemand benötigte heute seine Dienste. Als er durch die dunklen und leeren Flure der anwesenden Richtung seines Schlafzimmers ging konnte er aus dem Raum von dick gedämpftes. Would they be proud of her if they were still alive? Would they love Mac because she did? Would they love her despite all she had done to survive? She believed in her heart that they would.She was starting to forget what their voices sounded like again. When she returned to New York, she would retrieve the photo frame from her storage unit that they had given her containing a recorded message before leaving for their final mission.Suddenly it dawned on her that she wasn’t homeless.