With expert precision, Barbara turned the gun on a large net of crates suspended above the warehouse floor. After she fired off a few rounds, at least a dozen of the crates came crashing to the floor, taking out about half the armed goons. This allowed Selina to make her move and disappear into the shadows. From there, it was child’s play for her to start picking off the thugs one-by-one. By the time Robin finally arrived, all the hostiles had been subdued. “Mission accomplished. Good work, everyone,” Barbara said. “Thanks for the assist, you two,” Selina said. “See ya at home, stud.” “Looking forward to it. Infiltrator, signing off.” Tossing down his headset, Jake sighed, “That woman is insatiable. All I really want is a good night’s sleep.” “Aw, were you up late last night?” Barbara teased. “Poor baby. Being kept up by the most beautiful woman in all of Gotham!” “For your information, it was a crying child that kept me up last night,” Jake laughed. “Aw, I’m sorry. Which one?” “Both of ‘em. Helena is having trouble sleeping; she’s scared because she starts Pre-K next week. And baby Leslie has an inner ear infection.” “Yeah, that sucks. But I have to say – fatherhood suits you.” “Thanks,” Jake grinned. “Goodnight, Barb.” “Take care. Oh, and take tomorrow off. You and Selina deserve some quality amateur time together.” “Roger that!” Jake agreed as he left. Barbara spent some time monitoring the situation at the warehouse as the GCPD arrived. Though Penguin and Daggett had gotten away, she managed to recover enough footage from the security indian cameras to tie both of them to the scene. After she forwarded the footage anonymously to Commissioner Gordon, a secure phone call came in. “This is Oracle.” “How did our new recruit do?” So if you will please come with me I will get you washed.” Finally he came up for air and she was panting. While rearranging the racks, I found some clothes that I could wear at home to help me tease. "I'LL PULL TILL YOU GIVE - BITCH!!!" “I’m sorry mom. The bed thumping, Katie's moans and breaths mixed with Rogue yelps and grunts. But I needed his approval. “Well, I just stopped in Phoenix to see a friend and thought I would show up unannounced to see how this business is doing,” I tell him. "Yes, Mistress." He would amateur have had to walk sideways down the passage in his last apartment. “What?” I asked as my coach knelt down before me. She was a woman in her late twenties, gorgeous, her face bursting with that Latina passion. What was the safeword?!” Carter whimpered out cutely, arching his back up off her bed as he struggled against the fluffy pink handcuffs binding him down, when he’d agreed to her training, ‘no matter what’, he’d had no idea just what she had in store. “If I’m being honest, it seems like kind of a one-sided proposition.” Lucilla sneered at Willowbud, glancing at the depression in the Earth Former’s inseam, “By which I mean, Brandon doesn’t appear to be making too great a sacrifice.” The scent alone was making me feel delirious with lust and I had to jack indian off again. With these girls, you just have to check your jealousy at the door and enjoy yourself." “That would be fantastic.” Each part of her was a different dimension of pleasure. Both found that they needed that. "We'll see."