Suck it...

"Of course not...” I moan, pulling my dripping fingers out of her slit. Moving up over her, I hold the cellphone over us to snap some selfies. Gripping her head, I pulling her to me, kissing her deep and hungrily, forcing my tongue past her lips and into her mouth.

Batgirl squirms, trying to push me off but there’s no strength left in her arms. She lets out a muffled groan, whimpering as my tongue invades her mouth. Already excited from earlier, her young body burns with arousal.

Breaking the kiss, I stare down into her deep blue eyes. Leaning over her, I give Batgirl a smirk, lowering my cellphone. "You should at least be thankful that I really don't give a shit who you are.” I whisper, motioning to the fact that she's still wearing her mask. The sound of a zipper can be heard as I pull my cock free, stroking it over her lovely young body.

Batgirl, still slightly dazed, realizes she probably looks like a slut as I break the kiss. Realizing that she is indeed still wearing her mask, she allows herself a momentary sigh of relief.

"W-what is it you want?” She asks before suddenly hearing my zipper. "No… no, please."

"I think you just answered your own question.” I say with a grin, lifting her head up. My cock is large and thick in my grasp as I move her face closer, almost touching her lips. Its musky scent assaults her nostrils as I record her reaction. "That's a good girl. Now, suck it, Batslut."

Glancing up, Batgirl glares at the cellphone in my hand as it films her defilement. As the smell of my cock reaches Batgirl, she nearly does take it in her mouth before I even command it. She stops herself short, turning her face away angrily. "I will not... let me go.”

I grip Batgirl's head as she tries to turn away. "You act as if you have any choice.” I say, slapping the head of my cock across her cheek, wiping it over her lips.

"Open up," I order sharply. "And don't you dare bite it if you know what's good for you."

Batgirl gasps in disgust as she feels my cock smacking over her cheek. Tasting it on her lips, she fights the urge to obey. Instead, she glares up at me defiantly.

"When I’m better... I'm going to hunt you down...” She says before opening her mouth slowly.