Acting quickly, Batgirl drove the point of her bat-a-rang directly into The Masks tender groin before she drove a hard back handed punch directly into...the womans nose, crushing it upon impact which forced the woman to let go of the mask. Twisting before The Mask could recover, Batgirl drove a kick to her stomach to knock the wind out of her, only to feel the pain of a perfectly aimed upper cut to her chin that snapped Batgirls head clean off the back of her shoulders before driving her body. . just because of the movies ... My friends have never actually told me about their house or having a butler or ... MAIDS! There were maids! two women who wore ... rather tight skimpy clothing. I guess that was her husband's idea seeing as how my best friend would never even be seen herself in something less than pants and a regular t-shirt."Are you Hallow?" he asked seeming to look me over."Yes," was all I could mutter still amazed by the size of the house."Right this way," he said motioning. I must have been moaning because Dave pulled into a car park. He reached a hand down between my legs, eyebrow raised as he felt the wetness already there."Mmm, is somebody feeling horny?" he asked, "somebody needing to come?"I nodded, helplessly,"Please," I murmured, "please?" "Okay, I can give you something to help," he told me, "but you will have to wait until we get home for me to take it out. Agreed?" Yes, agreed," I stammered, "anything."He reached again into the glove box, pulling out one. After carefully hanging up her sable and luxurious gown, he undressed himself watching her staring at him. He waited until the very end to shed his shorts. Walter was as long and hard as she ever saw it."Hurry," she ordered. "I'm getting anxious." Who says?" The Vice-President of the United States," she managed to get on her head as he stood on the mattress. "Get going." Yes Madam Vice-President," he steadied her by holding her hips. She wrapped her legs around his thick thighs. He tapped.