" Well the come on in. Your stuff showed up. All except for the boots - they're on back order. You have pretty big feet for a girl."There it was. Anot...her reference to me as a girl. That was about the third or fourth one. I filed it away for future reference. I followed her in to the house, and over to sofa. There was an arrangement of boxes and bags."I want to start with the gray suit. She pulled it out of a bag and held it up for me to see. "What do you think?" Where's the rest of it?" I. "He pulled the blankets down and swatted me on the butt. It stung and I reached back to rub it."Yeah, it'll sting about like that."He dug around in his bag. I was watching, wondering what he was up to."You'd better turn around and bury your face in the pillow. You don't want to see this. I told you it was gross. Do you want me to try and find a bullet for you to bite on?"I laughed. "No. I think I'll be OK without the bullet." I pushed my face into the pillow."Atta girl."He put his hand down on. Fist fuck my ass and cunt. She said with a big grin. The TV screen went black. Amanda was rubbing her pussy so fast Timmy could hardly see her hand. He was jerking on his cock just as fast. Shit… Fuck… Timmy, Im going to cum, fuck Im cummingggg. Timmy stood up in front of her he was ready to cum too, cum on my face Timmy, shoot it out squirt it on my face. Amanda yelled still in the throes of her own orgasm. She slid off the bed, sitting between Timmys legs she looked up at his cock, Timmy. "I can't wait to taste the rest of you... but first, my mousie..." she walked to her loot bag, then took out a bottle of champagne, nothing special. Just something she was going ot use to celebrate the heist.She popped the cork with a claw, then poured out the contents and let Batwoman watch, letting her wonder what it was for. Once the contents are left on the floor she walked over to Batwoman. Her free hand stroked Batwoman's cunt softly, then rubbed harder in a circle over her clit.Batwoman.