We’re going to die together!" Batman thought for a second. If the power plant blew up, it would take out half of Gotham, and contaminate the rest."I...have an idea" he thought to himself. He pulled down The Joker’s pants and took out his trusty bat-lube. He spread it on his gloves and proceeded to show his fingers in The Joker’s ass."What the fuck?!" The Joker yelled."You left my no choice." Batman said as his shoved his entire fist into his ass. "I need to get that detonator." He pushed even. "Moira? Moira? Can you hear me?" he sounded distant at first.She opened her eyes to see he had his face only inches from hers. He smelled of sweat, spackle, pine tar, and cheap paint. She focused in on his concerned expression and dignified lips, the kind she knew would only kiss with meaning. "Moira? You took quite a spill there. Are you alright?" he was coming in clearly. "Yes, I... I'm alright." She tried to sit up and noticed he had not closed her robe around her, which was thoroughly. By this time I was hard again and I asked her I could tit fuck her and it was my dream to do that with her she readily agreed and slept on her back I climbed in to her and placed my cook between those Big milk sacks and started rubbing my dick between them this gave me intense pleasure as my dream boobs were being fucked.Even though I had cummed once I couldn’t hold longer and came on her boobs in less Then 7 mins. After this I moved down to her pussy which was dripping wet I first inserted my. Dishes and things… But there’s not much work to be done…” Yes, I am certainly sleeping out under a wooden fruit crate tonight. I look up at him again, my eyes bigger than dinner plates, and make an audible whimper. I consider myself fairly cute, short and thin and flat-chested, my red hair cut short and barely brushing past my ears. Long hair gets tangled and hard to handle, but short hair stays the same and manageable. Wearing my usual green raggedy-dress and red cape drawn around my body, I.