It was perfect to look at in very tight jeans. After what seemed like an age had past, although it was probably only a second at most, the beauty stop...ed right in front of me. It was only then that I looked down and the perfect scenario was complete, she wearing a very high stiletto heeled, pointy toed, mid calf black boots. OMG I thought as I looked her up and down. She was a Milf of the finest I had ever laid eyes on. I just stood and looked in amazement. She was tall, extremly attractive,. ..and all the while my cock was throbbing inside her. I raped her ass over and over with good, long hard strokes....strokes that showed her who was boss.My balls started to tighten and I knew I was close. I gave her a couple more hard strokes for good measure, then slid out of her and turned her over again. She was covered in sweat and glistening. I scooted up and put my cock between her tits and slapped them together, squeezing my member tightly. "I love a good set of tits I can really. I was on the second floor and heading towards the vault.“Ahem.” a voice said, and I turned.“Aw, hell.” I grumbled.“I assume you know who I am.” the vigilante smirked.“You’re Batgirl.” I said, and the girl smirked. She stalked forwards, but a bullet grazed her arm. We both looked down to the ground level, where the Joker stood grinning manically.“Hello!” he called up. Batgirl snarled, and leapt down to deal with him. I backed up and ran for the vault, but an attractive girl blocked my path.“Uh. She held the buckle up with one hand, and drew the belt through with the other. She popped the button, then teased him a little more by dragging a finger up and down the zip a few times. Diane looked up, his eyes were closed, head tilted back. She smiled, and went back to her work. She eased the zip down, and pulled his jeans as open as she could. She reached up, and slid her hand down inside his clothing from his belly. She felt his soft curls of hair, then flesh. Warm flesh. She kept pushing.