Upstairs

You tear yourself away from the cunillingus before you and look around the living room you find yourself in. The decor is very dated, indicating that this house has been lived in for quite some time. You notice a staircase leading up, so you climb to the second floor. Up top, you find yourself in a small hallway with several rooms attached. Most of them lead nowhere special, a bathroom, closet, guest room. Upon reaching the final door, you find what can only be the master bedroom.

Inside is a simple room. A small rug along the floor, a Queen-sized bed in the center. Atop the dresser are several photographs. You see what appears to be a much younger Charles spending time with old friends. One woman appears in multiple pictures; must have been someone special to him. On the frame of one picture you see the words 'Charles & Mary' engraved. Looking further around the room you see an ornately framed newspaper hanging from the wall. It depicts the young Charles posing with a woman dressed in shorts, a sort of halter top, and a short red cape. She appears to be holding some sort of rope. The headline reads 'Phantom Lady Rescues Hostages' You chuckle to yourself having found the source of the old man's perversions. In the picture he is seen clearly staring at her barely covered breasts.

As you turn to leave the room, you notice one last item of interest. A small urn sitting atop a little table near the window. Engraved into the urn is a single word. 'Mary.'

Aw. Now you're sad.

Finding nothing upstairs, you head back down to the living room and are greeted by the sounds of strained grunting. Turning the corner, you see Batgirl down on her hands and knees. Charles appears to have joined in her nudity and is posted behind her, thrusting for all he's worth. Batgirl gives you a questioning look, and you shake your head. Sighing, she returns her focus to the carpet pattern before her. Still feeling sympathy for the old man, you say to Batgirl, "You know, you could at least enjoy yourself."

Batgirl's hands drop out from beneath her as her body begins to convulse. A long, low moan escapes her lips as her orgasm rips through her. Charles, startled by the sudden actions stops his movements, concerned for the girl. She lays on the ground for a minute, trying to catch her breath. Forcing herself back up on her hands, she turns back to the old man. A wild look in her eyes, she says but one word to him: "More."

Charles begins pounding into her in earnest as her melodious voice rings out through the house. You turn to follow the echoes and notice an adjacent room. You walk to the door and enter.