Doesn't matter, he's calling the shots anyways (Superheroine route)

Donna ran a hand over her face and tried to lick up as much of his cum without him noticing. It was so delicious, and she wanted more. Finally, after she got her eyes cleared of his cum, she said, "We were going to take you to Iron Heights. Its a prison for super-powered criminals, like you."

"Well, fuck that," Rupert said immediately, "I'm not going to jail."

"But I caught you. That's what superheroes do with the villains they catch," Donna said. There was a wet spot on the crotch of her red jumpsuit. "Here, come with me." Gamecock led Wonder Girl up to the front of the T-Jet where her husband sat uncomfortably. There was a wet spot on his khakis. He had come so hard hearing his wife being ravished by Rupert.

"We're nearly at Keystone City, we can drop him off there," Terry said.

"No, no, that's not what's happening," Rupert said, adjusting his big old schlong so it hung out of his costume.

"Right you are, sir, where do you go?"

"Hmm, let me think for a second," Rupert said, "Wonder Girl, come and just sit in my lap while I think." Donna eagerly jump into his seat, and began gently stroking his peter.