She lifted up, pulling her tit from her son's mouth, looking down at him with blazing eyes."Now, baby!" she moaned. "Oh, God... Mike, Mother wants it ...now!"She pressed her crotch down, twisting it as her cunt searched for his throbbing cock. She felt his smooth cockhead slide along her inner thigh, brush across the wet, puffy lips of her cunt, then slide up toward her asshole. Mike, just as eager as, or more than, his mother, shoved his hand down there and positioned his cock.Donna placed her. .. too unfamiliar. When his lips had pressed to hers, they’d felt warm and fluid. Hers had been stiff, but when he’d crushed her body to his, all the strength had gone out of all her muscles, including those in her lips. When her lips had relaxed, the sensations had been astonishing.Within seconds, she felt like she was floating and sunshine was making her whole body warm. His head had twisted slightly, twisting her lips until they came open and his slipped to rub against her teeth. It had felt. "Send their last known coordinates to the Batbike, I'm heading out." She revs the engine a couple times before zooming out of the Batcave.She rockets through the streets of Gotham, weaving through traffic with ease. The coordinates lead her to the long abandoned Gotham Museum of Nature and Science. She parks the Batbike and uses her grapple gun to reach the roof of the museum.Batgirl stealthily make her way to one of the broken skylights and looks inside. She see no signs of Ivy nor any of. I really have to give Mary Beth credit. She was cool and professional. She smiled and posed for the cameras, even as they tried to turn my life to shit. If pride goeth before a fall, I was headed for a hell of a tumble.As we left the hall I could see two things and neither of them boded well for me. The first was that Billie Jean was literally surrounded by reporters and microphones. For an evening that had started out all about me, it had ended up being all about some woman I was sure I'd.