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Chapter 8 by magicmirrorx magicmirrorx

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Shrugging off your costume, you step inside the shower turning the water on full blast. There you stand motionless, eyes closed, letting the water disperse any tension and fatigue. The hot water feels good and soon you become enveloped in a steamy haze…
Hands caress your chest lightly and, startled, you grab them instinctively. You open your eyes to find Batgirl in the showers with you, and she is out of costume. Water trickles down her naked body, her nipples already hard with arousal. The sight is more than enough to renew your stiffness.
“Barbara, what are you…?” you begin.
But Barbara simply puts a finger to your lips and smiles. You let her hands run over your body working their magic on your pecks and buttocks. As they work their way down, so does Barbara. She is hungry for it; her lips immediately enclosing around your throbbing penis, her tongue licking the shaft masterfully. You grab her head moving it back and forth at a quicker pace, your cock hitting the back of her throat. You groan with pleasure as she slurps away, loving every moment.
You won’t last much longer against such an keen cocksucker. Barbara gasps, her mouth drooling as you pull away from her hot mouth. You’re feeling **** now. She stands and turns. She leans forward, her supple body arched and offering you that perfect ass. She braces herself against the shower walls as you position yourself behind her, rampant tool rubbing the folds of her vaginal entrance in long teasing strokes.
And then you can hold back no more. With a solid thrust, you enter her fully. A beautiful sharp cry escapes her lips at this sudden intrusion. You withdraw slowly before thrusting forwards penetrating her deep. That illicit cry; she does it again. You grab her waist firmly and then, you are ramming into her hard and fast. The erotic slapping of wet skin on skin echoes through the room. Barbara moans aloud, barely able to withstand your furious rhythm. She claws at the shower walls but they offer no support. You feel her body quiver and her vaginal muscles tighten as she orgasms. Water runs along her athletic curves and dances frenziedly on your bodies from the vigorous fucking. Nearing release, you unleash a final barrage of punishing jabs into her Bat Cave that has her scream and pant for breath before you reach your climax, spraying your load into her. Spent, you lean on the shower wall to steady yourself and begin to feel the sensation of water on skin once more…

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