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Sierra walked out of her bedroom, freshly showered and ready for work. She walked into her living room, spotting her redheaded, big booty, roommate Batgirl face down on the couch and snoozing away. "Oh for the love of-" she checked her watch and walked over to her friend/roommate/coworker and abruptly swatted her big pawg backside with a WHAP that echoed around their apartment.
"Mmgn?!" Batgirl lifted her head from the couch, "Ngh!" she stretched seductively, a natural state, and sat up. "What?"
"We have a dayshift today. We need to get to work." She said as Batgirl frowned, and checked the clock.
"Mmgph…" she grumbled, flopping back into the couch.
"NO! Come on…" she took Batgirl by the hand and easily hauled her to her feet. "Come on. At least shower. "Hummn!" she hauled Batgirl to her feet as the redhead sighed.
"Fine…" She then lumbered to their bathroom to get clean, and Sierra then went into their kitchen, opening the freezer for a quick microwaveable snack, but found not only a lack of a snack but a distinct lack of ice cream… considering they go through it like it was gasoline that was something of a problem. But she didn't think it was a problem, and at the time it wasn't, so she literally wrote it off by putting 'ice cream' on their grocery list and moved on to make Batgirl and herself some toast…
By the time Batgirl finished her morning shower she entered the kitchen to find a piece of buttered toast shoved into her hand. "Eat on the way or we'll be late."
"Can't I make a shake first?"
"No. Just get one at Superbabes." Replied Sierra crisply, "You like theirs better anyway."
"…Mmngh." Batgirl mumbled, stuffing her mouth with toast and heading off with Sierra to work… both unaware of the horrors that awaited them… okay not so much 'horrors' as an intense inconvenience and a brief foray into the terror of addiction and going cold turkey.
…
"How are you doing Tina?" asked Circe as the beautiful buxom Supergirl (II) rubbed her stiff shoulders, and not for the first time it had nothing to do with her big double-D's murdering her back. She was the last 'delivery' of the night, and just got back from the job.
"Tired. Ready for a long nap, but unfortunately, I have a few more hours on shift." She sighed exasperatedly as Power Girl and Batgirl both entered and headed toward the locker rooms to change. She dropped down onto the couch next to Circe, "Hooo… didn't help that GREG was my delivery… that guy is exhausting."
"Greg?" Circe asked, having herself a discounted breakfast of a Power Girl burger.
"Uh-huh. Greg and a FRIEND." She grumbled lounging tiredly on the couch, "Some guy from Amnesty Bay. I didn't get a name."
"We usually don't." declared Power Girl, as Batgirl went to the counter and held still, waiting… and waiting… and waiting. Nobody noted it at first. "What are we talking about."
"Greg." Circe and Super Girl replied. Power Girl pouted as she thought about it.
"…That kid that just kept going and going?" Super Girl nodded.
"Yeah. That kid I had a Daily Special with a while ago. The one that for some reason Orders can't stand."
"It's not that she can't stand him." Power Girl replied, "It's more like she can't get past his cheery personality, and it grinds on her like a cheese grater. Behind her Batgirl scowled, sticking her head in the hole that lead to the kitchen and food often slides out of.
"Well, he's a cute kid that cums like a leaky faucet. No matter how much you mess with it, it keeps cumming." Circe snorted as Supergirl rolled her eyes and continued while Batgirl snarled and marched onto the floor. "And he had a friend tonight too so I ended up being worked over by two guys who don't know when to stop.
"WHAT?!" they jumped as the girls heard the cry of anger and they immediately rushed onto the floor to find Batgirl suddenly shaking in the corner, as if freezing. Her eyes darted around left and right as if expecting a sudden attack.
"What happened? What's wrong?" Asked Power Girl.
"They said that the ice cream machine's busted!" Batgirl trembled, "…It can't be busted. I NEED it." she said firmly as the girls stared at her surprised, but Power Girl took Batgirl by the hand and led her back into the lounge.
"Deep breaths. DEEP. BREATHS." She said patiently, "You're overreacting."
"I need my FIX, SIERRA." Batgirl sneered as Power Girl flinched because Batgirl grabbed her by the boobs and shook her. "I need a shake, or I need CUM!" she growled under her breath like a rabid animal. "AND NONE OF YOU HAVE EITHER!"
WHAP!
Power Girl slapped her face, then her hands but it had no effect on Batgirl who seemed to be going through withdrawal. "I haven't had a shake since yesterday." She fidgeted on the couch, breathing heavily. "Haven't had any cum! I need it!"
"…Wow this is actually horrifying." Supergirl noted, "…I can run to McRonalds or something."
"I need the real fucking deal, right now." Batgirl groaned, her fingers clawing the couch as she tried to restrain herself. Practically hyperventilating as she broke out in a cold sweat. "I'm going to grab someone on the floor." She said, getting up but quickly being restrained by the three girls, forcing her back to the couch. "Get off me! I need it!" she yelped as Power Girl put her in a pillowy headlock, resting a thrashing Batgirl on her chest as Circe and Supergirl grabbed her ankles, and sat on her growling stomach.
"You know I've had to deal with drug addicts at the hospital. People in withdrawals…" Circe noted, holding her down, "Somehow she's much worse!"
"Okay! Okay! Calm down!" Said Power Girl calmly. "Okay? Breathe…" Batgirl twitched. "I will go and get you a shake. Okay?"
"That's not going to last me the whole day…" Batgirl whined longingly, "Just a little breakfast blowjob Orders will…" She was going to say 'never know'… but we all know that's horseshit.
"Too bad you weren't on deliveries… that kid Greg and his friend would've given you all the cum you wanted." Batgirl went rigid, her muscles tightening as Supergirl sighed tiredly. "I must have emptied them ten times each over an hour and they were still raring to go."
Batgirl stopped struggling, as Power Girl slowly started to form an idea as Batgirl tried to trick her into letting go. "…Where does he live?" she asked slowly.
"Up in Gotham Heights." Replied Supergirl, answering automatically, "Pretty sure the receipt is still in the car actually. I forgot to put it-" she stopped herself suddenly looking at Power Girl, incredulously. "You can't be serious."
"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" Circe asked skeptically, "…Orders would probably have a fit."
"I don't hear any ringing phones… Power Girl replied and sure enough, the trademark timing of their purple-eyed boss went unfulfilled. So she continued, "…One hour." She said as Batgirl fidgeted.
"Two. I'm going to go all day without cum."
"One hour or I throw you into the closet." Power Girl replied, "Okay?"
"…FINE…" Batgirl replied, too addicted to her favorite fluid, and it's substitute to really try and bargain. But Supergirl added desperately.
"I seriously could just head down the street and get a shake from ANYWHERE else." She replied, but Power Girl released the addict, watching her scramble to the counter as if expecting a box of food to slide across it. And-oh. Would you look at that…
A bag with a Batgirl stamped image upon it skidded across the counter and into her hand, where a shake should go, but she brushed it off, taking the box and heading out the back door to the company car before anyone could even TRY and stop her. "…This might be a mistake," Supergirl noted in a deadpan as Circe scratched her purple-haired head.
"…I mean… what would be worse? her going out now and feeding that addiction, or stay here with the withdrawal shakes?"
"…I'm not willing to ask that question." Power Girl replied as they heard the company car's tires screeching as Batgirl skidded into traffic. "…I hope they've rested up." She noted hesitantly, as Supergirl rubbed her backside, suddenly remembering how sore she was from her earlier delivery efforts.
…
Shaking like a coke addict, Batgirl drove to Greg's alleged mansion estate, reading the receipt from his earlier delivery. Two orders of Supergirl sandwiches. She pulled up to the gate, but it was shut. With no guard and no response with the buzzer. She got out of the car, left it at the gate, and easily hauled herself over it more like Catwoman than Batgirl landing on the pavement on the other side and moving on like some sort of terminator. Nothing could stop her as she walked easily up to the manor.
Batgirl didn't know it, but the estate seemed to have seen some improvements since Supergirl first visited. Less rundown, new paint, and the garden and landscape had been trimmed and sculpted. It's come a long way from its somewhat rundown state after its original owner was arrested with his associates.
The pawg booty Batgirl jiggled quickly up the steps to the front door and barely waited to raise her hand and knocked loudly on the door, so hard that it rattled on its hinges. "Superbabes!"
Whoa-wait-what? Hang on a second I didn't get a warning-Ahem.
Time uh: 9:33 AM. Place: Gotham Heights (Greg's Manor)
"Special Delivery Service-OPEN THE DOOR!" she sounded less like a delivery girl and more like a cop about to serve a warrant that she didn't have. When nobody answered, understandable as they were probably asleep after an early morning delivery with Supergirl, she knocked again. "Hey!" she rattled the door again with her fist. "Open up!"
She fidgeted again, grinding her teeth impatiently as the door FINALLY opened up. Though slowly, with an almost ominous creak. A tall young man, rather athletic with a farmer's tan and in boxers yawned broadly, "Wh-waaaht?" he yawned, "…We just ordered Superbabes we didn't order another-OOF!" he grunted as she SLAMMED the bag into his chest and shoved him away and marched right in. "What just-" he looked very confused as he followed her. "HEY!"
"Nick what's going on?" mumbled Greg, yawning as he walked out of a nearby 'not bedroom' clearly just crashing in the living room or parlor, or whatever they're called after finishing up with their last delivery. "…Oh. Hi." He noted with a friendly smile as Batgirl rapidly loomed on him. Just about anyone else might be concerned but not Greg. "I'm Greg." He said as Batgirl grabbed him and pushed him back into the living room and towards the couch.
"Want me to suck your dick?" Batgirl asked, pushing him onto the couch before kneeling down and not waiting for his answer, which for the record was-
"Sure!" She was already yanking off his boxers and slamming his cock into her mouth. "You're really friendly…" he sighed happily as Batgirl moaned, her tongue salivating on his rigid erection as she immediately began sucking on him. "Nick, did you order more Superbabes?"
"No." Nick said confused, watching Batgirl's squatting on her heels and flexing that Pawg backside as she hungrily sucked on Greg's cock, ceaselessly slamming her face into his crotch as he grabbed onto the couch and bucked his hips towards her face. "You didn't order her either?"
"Nope!" Greg replied cheerfully, "But I'm glad she's here."
"Uh huh…" Nick sighed, "Well, I ain't gonna…" he paused as Batgirl began waving him over, her hand reaching out in a 'grabbing' motion. "…Complain."
"MmgH! Mmngh! Mmn! COOooock." She howled, "Give me that cum!" she cooed, gazing at 'Nick' as she licked Greg's twitching shaft, "Let me drink that fucking cum and you can do whatever you want with me…" she howled, before licking her tongue on Greg's tip, slurping his pre-cum before rapidly sucking on him again as Nick approached.
"…I guess I shouldn't ask any questions, it's served me well so far." He replied standing in reach of Batgirl before she grabbed his junk. "Ngh!" and yanked down his boxers with one tug. "Holy-"
She grabbed his cock, still furiously slurping on Greg before shooting off his shaft, turning her head, and immediately slurping on Nick's cock. "Mngh! Mngh!" his hand on the back of her masked head. "Mmgh! MMmn!" stroking Greg, she felt his pre-cum ooze from his tip onto her hand, so she immediately abandoned Nick, giving his tip a lick before sliding her tongue over her hand and Greg's length, slurping up his cum. "Give me that CUM." She pleaded furiously before wrapping her lips back around his cock and headbanging his stomach, once, twice-"MMNGH!!" she shuddered in pleasure as his load sprayed into the back of her mouth. "Mmmn… Mmmnhh…"
Like a doused fire, she seemed to immediately cool down upon tasting her favorite flavor, sighing she kept sucking and, delightfully, managed to notice that Greg didn't even go soft once he finished spraying her tongue. Still furiously stroking Nick as she licked at Greg's cock with a sticky tongue before sensing his friend's oncoming release, turning her head immediately to open her mouth and wrapping her lips around him.
"Ugh-oh man!"
"Mmn!" Batgirl noisily suckled on Nick's shaft, "mmmn…" before tilting her head back and showing them both their loads collecting in her mouth. "Mmn!" she gulped it down, "Ahh… more?" she licked Greg's still hard cock, "More." She moaned, suckling his meat before diving her head back up and down. "Mgh! Mngh! Mmn!" dragging Nick around her, put him next to Greg before switching cocks again, delving her head onto Nick's lap as he sighed.
"These Gotham girls are nuts…"
"Mmn…" Batgirl moaned lovingly.
"Way better than Amnesty Bay right?" Greg replied as Batgirl kissed the base of Nick's cock and he grinned.
"Oh yeah. The Superbabes in Amnesty Bay don't do this." He then sighed, "And Trust me I've checked after that time with that hot Asian Catwoman… Oh man…" she switched back to Greg, moaning as she kept stroking and sucking on them both. Seemingly ignoring the both of them, just focusing on sucking dick and draining balls… She sucked out another load from a happily grinning Greg, gulped that down before switching to the next, easily draining another few ropes of cum out of him, and switched BACK to Greg… who wasn't even soft. Neither of them was…
Batgirl didn't notice or didn't care, that they didn't go limp, as long as she was getting a day's worth of cum out of them that's all she currently cared about, feeding her addiction… and Greg and Nick were more than happy to oblige. Nick, eventually, grabbed her head and slammed her down onto his lap as she easily took him into her throat again and again… "Ughh! Uugh…" he groaned as Greg watched, his erection twitching in her hand as she sighed, taking Nick's cum directly into her stomach. "Haah…" he let go of her head.
"Haaah…" she panted erotically, her mouth open and tongue lolling out.
"…Did that hurt?" Greg asked somewhat concernedly before he jerked as Batgirl slammed his cock into her mouth. "I… guess not." He groaned as she continuously slammed him into her throat.
"Mmngh." Stroking Nick, who was drooping a little… after all, it was only a little over an hour ago that he was having a marathon with Supergirl… but Batgirl's hands and her loud slurps were getting him hard yet again. Batgirl's eyes glazed over, her body functioning on instinct now as she continued to suck. Planting her face into Greg's crotch and slurping. His cock wriggled in her throat as she slurped, drool sliding down onto his balls. Her eyes twitched slightly as she drained Greg once more, feeling his load shooting into her stomach.
"Mmmngh…" Batgirl slurped off Greg's STILL hard shaft. "Mmgn." She grabbed them both, before dragging them closer together until they were almost touching then took them both, flicking her tongue over them and slurping loudly. Double stuffing her mouth with cock as they both unleashed onto her writhing tongue and yet she didn't spill a drop. "SLURP!! Aaah…" she sighed happily. Before wrapping her lips back around Greg, and slammed her head into his lap and just… stayed there…
Greg and Nick blinked at each other, then her. "Is she… is she alright?" asked Greg concernedly, trying to extract his erection from her mouth… buuuuuut it wasn't going anyway. It was just… glued into her mouth, or her vacuum suction was so strong he couldn't move. "Um… Nick, I think. I need help?" he said nervously as Nick grabbed her head and pulled… "Ahh! Ah-haah hold on!" Greg squeaked as Nick stood behind Batgirl, bent over with his erection between her thick pawg booty cheeks, "It tickles!" he giggled as Nick yanked buuuut nope… still wasn't going anywhere.
"Is… is she stuck? How is she stuck?" Nick laughed as Greg shrugged and then twitched, shaking.
"O-oh! She's… she's licking me!" he laughed again as Batgirl's tongue wagged, and her ass cheeks wobbled around Nick's cock stuck between them. "…Uh… Um-NGH!" Greg splatted Batgirl's throat again, but her head was mostly unmoving. "Haah…" he sighed as Nick groaned, Batgirl's ass wobbling around his cock, stroking him as he clenched his teeth.
"Okay. You know what? I'm just going to go for it." Nick noted, yanking down her pants and roughly slamming his cock into her wet pussy. "Oooh…"
"Mmngh." Batgirl moaned as he grabbed her waist and began thrusting, bouncing off her phat pawg ass as she was pushed into Greg's crotch again and again, Greg groaning slightly as she twitched on his cock. Nick pumped faster, and faster, pulling her back into his hard thrusts as she was finally loosened around Greg's cock, sliding up his shaft before being jammed back into Greg's junk with Nick's pounding. "Mmgh! Mmngh!" slurping wetly, slobbering on Greg's cock, burying her nose into his pubic hairs again and again. "MNhg! Mnngh…" Moaning and tightening around Nick's thrusting hips "Mooor guuum." She moaned out, as Nick kept thrusting, driving into her
body as she buried her face into Greg's crotch.
"What did… what did she say?" Greg asked curiously as Batgirl noisily slurped, "oooh…" and yet another Greg load was deposited into her stomach.
"Mmnngh! Mmbgh! Mmngh-oorre guuummm." She mumbled again, her face in his crotch as Nick buried his cock into her body, and pushed her forward and into Greg's crotch.
"No idea." He replied, sighing contentedly as he popped his cork again. "Ahh…" he extracted himself from Batgirl's body as she wiggled her backside instinctively. "Man… now let's all-"
"More cum!"
Batgirl had hurled herself off Greg, turned around in a zombie-like state, and abruptly slammed into Nick's crotch. "Oh god she's like a face hugger!" he squealed in surprise as she wrapped her arms around his waist. "Ugh! Oh shit!" he gasped as Greg, now on the other end of Batgirl's body, watched her ass wobble as she salivated on Nick's crotch once more, but now flavored with her pussy.
Greg on the other hand let his dick breathe, before slipping off the couch, standing behind Batgirl and immediately beginning to thrust into Batgirl, forcing her into Nick's crotch as he flopped onto the small table behind him, knocking over some empty Superbabes disposable cups onto the floor... "Mmgh! Mmgn." Batgirl jammed her face to the base of his crotch, Greg flopping like a fish against Batgirl as Nick tried to escape the lip lock embrace of Batgirl… at first…
But weak knees and great head were a perfect storm, Batgirl sucked the soul out of Nick as Greg flopped onto her back, cupping her breasts tightly as she rocked back and forth between them in a spit roast. "Gawk. Gawk. Gawk…" she moaned loudly, drooling down her chin as she took Nick to the base again and again. Greg groaned and pushed deep into Batgirl.
"Ooooh…" he sighed happily, nuzzling her back like an affectionate kitten… as he pumped her full of his cum.
"Mmmn…" cum flooded into her womanhood and just a few minutes later in her throat. "Mmmnngh!" she hummed longingly, swallowing Nick's cum as he clenched his teeth and moaned his cock pulsating and pumping into her throat as she planted his cock in her throat… and held steady, shaking in rapturous pleasure as she came… Greg pulled out of her, squelching from her wet pussy. "Mmmn…" Nick flinched as Batgirl inhaled his musk, so she was at least still breathing.
Nick however tried to remove her from his cock to… obvious, but surprising results. "Get… off!" he mumbled, hauling himself off the table, shuffling slightly so she was parallel between the two pieces of furniture, and held her head with both hands, trying to pry her off again. "HUUUURP!"
But we're three for three now, if Batgirl didn't want to let go of your cock, she wasn't going to… that should be obvious by now. But unfortunately, we're dealing with Greg, who was… we won't say 'slow' we'll say naïve. He grabbed at Batgirl's waist and pulled but all that did was yank Nick off his feat as her arms were around his waist and pulled him down onto his back, her face still in his crotch and now her pawg booty in the air. "Mmmngh!"
"Hah. Ahh hang on Greg wait a second…" Nick groaned but over Batgirl's sudden and loud slurp, Greg didn't really hear him. So he grabbed Batgirl's waist again and pulled, leaning back and putting his whole weight into it. His feet slid forward as he HEAVED-!
"WHOA!" and suddenly flopped to the floor. Sliding over behind Batgirl as she suddenly shot upright. Greg and Nick blinked at her as she suddenly grabbed them both by their dicks and pulled them together. Their wobbling erections aimed upward before she abruptly slammed down, sliding them both inside her… in the same hole.
"Haah! Aah! Aaah!!" Batgirl double vag-ing the both of them, sprang up and down, her ass cheeks clapping together as she clenched her teeth. "Moaning loudly as the two boys bucked into her. "Haah! Ahh! Harder!" she gasped, "More! CUM!" she squealed loudly wrapping her arms around Greg's neck, and dropping her ass onto Nick's lap. His hands rested on her ass cheeks, squeezing firmly as she rolled her hips. "Give! Me! More! CUM!" she howled, her breasts bouncing up and down in Greg's face as he grinned happily. "Haah! AAah!!" she shuddered wildly, shaking in orgasm.
"Haah! Gotham girls are crazy." Nick moaned, pumping into her and roaring. "Uuugh!!"
"Haah!!" Batgirl dropped her slit down onto them, feeling Nick, and soon Greg, pumping into her as she buried Greg's face into her cleavage. "Uugh…" He pulled out of her as she fell forward onto a still-twitching Greg… Nick breathed heavily, wiping away sweat watching cum oozing out of Batgirl he glanced around… seeing the empty Superbabes paper cups, grabbed one, and then held it under Batgirl just as she pulled off Greg.
"Mmmgh…" she shuddered, hands and feet on the floor and oozing cum out of her, only for it to be caught in the cup. Batgirl flopped down, her ass still in the air, and watching the stream of her favorite drink dripping out of her, she licked her lips as Greg quickly scrambled away, watching curiously as Batgirl began wobbling her ass in the air, shaking out the last droplets of cum. Nick and Greg's erections twitched as they watched her twerk. Side to side at first before up and down, as if her thunderous ass cheeks were literally pumping the cum out of her…
Her hands slid down between her legs and grabbed the cup. Bringing dat ass down on the floor as she sat upright and as if completing some twisted ritual of debaucher reverently put the Superbabes stamped paper cup to her lips and tilted it back, drinking it loudly and longingly. "Mmmn…" she moaned.
"…She looks like an angel statue I saw once." Greg said in some awe as the woman continued to gobble down their cum… looking like anything BUT an angel.
"GULP… GULP… MWAH…" her lips smacked loudly, "Haah…" She flopped against the couch, looking somewhat dazed, then she slipped to the floor lying on her side and gazing beneath the table as she pressed her back to the couch… she moved like she was drunk and her body from the waist down seemed to have a mind of its own, her legs pushing off the floor, with her upper body still down. Then… awkwardly wobbling until her shoulders were on the floor with her legs spread apart, her legs spread and her toes on either side of her as she gazed up at the ceiling…
Her asshole twitched invitingly as her pawg ass cheeks wiggled, clutching to the cup, now empty of cum and moaning wantonly. "Mooore." Licking the edges of the cup, her ass cheeks wobbling as the taste stained her tongue.
"…Well… she wants more." Nick groaned, tiredly, crawling himself up from the floor with Greg, who was in fact, still going. "…Geez Greg are you popping Viagra pills like candy or something?…" But Greg put one leg on the couch, standing on Batgirl's left side before sliding into her tight, gasping ass hole. "Haah… aaah…" moaning longingly as Nick stroked himself, approaching her on the left… Greg pumped in and out of her body, before Nick, despite a perfectly open and good pussy, pressed his tip to Batgirl's ass and slid into her too. Double busting her ass as she moaned longingly for more cum.
Mouth hanging open they pumped in and out of her big pawg butt, her ass clenching up as they tried to stretch her out. "Ahhh. Aah! Aaahh…aahhh…" she howled, shuddering and shaking beneath them as Greg, and Nick kept pounding away at her toes curled on the floor and her legs trembled. "Haah! Aah! Aaah…" She clenched her teeth and shuddered another orgasm out of her. Feeling their loads rushing into her body, Greg desperately pounded away as Nick at LEAST dumped three loads into her dumper. Yanking out of her ass before pushing into her pussy… giving her a final hurrah as they swarmed over her like ants, continuing to pound away.
"Uuugh!!" Nick slapped her thighs, pulling out of her pussy and dripping the rest down her stomach as he walked away, and, taking a few steps away from Batgirl, he collapsed onto the floor, out like a light. Greg finishes up himself, jackhammering into Batgirl's ass. His cock shook in her rear as the last ropes of cum sprayed into her bowels before he flopped onto the couch, smiling blissfully as his girth popped out of her rear. Batgirl soon flopped over and rolled onto her heels, before shifting the cup underneath her… letting the rest ooze out and collect in the cup.
She reached beneath her, grabbed the cup, and greedily gulped down the mixture. No shame. No hesitation. That's just Batgirl and her cum addiction…
This is a Superbabe… and this is your Superbabe on cum.
Batgirl sniffed the inside of the now empty cup licking the rim and shuddering before she tossed it aside, stood up, and licked her fingers for that last, lingering drop of cum… before finally, her eyes focused on the two young men on the floor and the couch. "…Huuuuuh… Shit." She mumbled, before glancing around, and licking her lips… She shrugged, then grabbed the receipt out of the bag, she wrote a number on the back of it and slapped the receipt onto Greg's ass cheek. Glancing at his cock, just twitching there… not being sucked… One more pop won't kill him, hopefully… Kneeling beside the couch, she tenderly wrapped her lips around his tip. Slurping and cleaning his shaft as she rested her hands on the floor and worshipped the god of cock.
"Mmgh… Mmmhg… Mmmngh-aah…" She suckled Greg's length, rolling him onto his side for better access to his rigid erection despite his sleeping form. "Mmgh! Mnngh!" sliding her lips to the base of his cock and sucking cum out of him. Watching his balls quiver, and tasting the thick dollop of cum spraying onto his tongue… "Mmn…" swallowing it down, before wiggling her ass like a good bitch…
…One more won't kill him.
"Mmn!" sucking on him again, only this time…
"That is quite enough Batgirl." Declared a familiar voice suddenly as Batgirl jumped, and blinked at Platinum in surprise, but with a mouthful of cock… still sucking away. "Mother has informed me to retrieve you." She said frankly, wearing regular street clothes and tilting her head curiously. "We must go now." She declared.
"MMngh-hmmghp MMNGH!" Batgirl replied, still sucking… and amazingly Platinum understood.
"Yes, Mother is aware that the ice cream machine is broken. She has called a repair man…" She hesitated, "She also informed me to tell you that you owe her for the unauthorized delivery."
"Mmmgnh mmngh mmn!"
"Yes, you are leaving a good impression, but Supergirl already did that." she grabbed the back of Batgirl's head by her hair. "We need to leave now, this delivery is unauthorized." She repeated yanking as Batgirl moaned indignantly.
"Mmgnh-hmghnm mphoor!"
"That is unfortunate." Platinum replied, "I have been authorized to use maximum effort." Apologies Mr. Gregory." She said, before grabbing Greg and easily lifting him off the couch above her head.
"Wha-Whoa! Who are you!?" he squeaked in surprise as Batgirl hung off his cock like a young calf nursing off a mother cow's udder. Greg blinked down at Platinum, shaking slightly as he opened his mouth. "Y-You're really pretty." He said somewhat embarrassed.
"Thank you." Platinum replied dismissively.
"Also you're really strong." He added as Platinum seemed to ponder this.
"I am." She concurred simply, "Apologies again Mr. Gregory."
'I'm Greeeeaaagh!" he yelped, laughing as Platinum literally shook Batgirl off of Greg's cock. Sending the phat booty redhead onto the couch. Platinum carefully put Greg down, and grinning ridiculously his eyes rolling around in his head he dazedly flopped onto the floor. "Ha-ha-ha!" he giggled as Platinum then grabbed Batgirl, and her pants off the floor, tossing her easily over her shoulder and wrapping her arm around Batgirl's waist…
And just like that the redhead was restrained. The platinum blonde easily trapped her on her shoulder, no amount of cum-addict strength will beat 100% metal alloy Gynoid muscle. "Thank you for ordering Superbabes. We apologize for this brief inconvenience." Platinum bowed apologetically, before shooting back up and carrying a bare-assed Batgirl out of the manor. Casually marching down to the front gate and easily leaping over it. Landing easily on her feet and approaching the company car.
"…Sorry. It kinda got out of control." Batgirl mumbled apologetically as Platinum opened the back door and tossed Batgirl into it, along with her pants.
"It is no trouble." Platinum replied casually, "But Mother is quite vexed with you." She then shut the door, "I suggest you put on your pants Batgirl." She added before walking around and getting into the driver's seat, driving them both back to Superbabes.
Time: 10:59 AM. Place: Gotham
"Seriously you were just 'in town?'" Sierra asked suspiciously as the young Asian boy, mid-teens at least, continued to casually repair the ice cream machine."
"I was in Metropolis." Replied the Asian boy conversationally. "Doing something for Superman."
"Uh Huh." Sierra replied, crossing her arms under her chest as she watched him suspiciously. "And now you're fixing an ice cream machine."
"Yeah well… we all have our off days." He replied as the machine suddenly hummed as he patted the side of it. "Done." He then smiled at her, "You're looking gorgeous by the way." He grinned as she smirked.
"And I have a boyfriend, by the way. Like I told you." She said flatly, with just a little teasing flavor. "Also. You're too young for me. Hiro." He just had a thing for busty blondes, which is why payment for 'Darcy' was a day with two of them, her and Brielle.
He sighed, "Story of my life." He and Sierra walked out of the kitchen and then into the lounge, "Anyway. Ice cream machine is… fixed." He blinked as Darcy, with Batgirl on her shoulder entered from the back. "Hey, Darcy."
"Kon'nichiwa, Hiro. Mother informed me that she wants you to get me to stop calling her mother." She said casually as Hiro shrugged dismissively, and ignored the request while he stared at Batgirl's ass hanging over Darcy's shoulder, before then turning his attention to the buxom Tina who winked at him, playfully and he grinned like an idiot… kinda looking like Greg.
"Hiro." Sierra noted, "Out. This is the changing room."
"…You're no fun." He mumbled dejectedly before he was pushed carefully out the back door.
"Just think of all the favors our boss is going to owe you when you come of age." She replied sweetly, before shutting the door on him.
"Or he will possibly just go back to building my sisters who look similar to you and Brielle."
"What?" replied Sierra, who didn't quite hear her as Batgirl abruptly shouted.
"You can put me down now!" she ordered as Platinum complied. "…Seriously." She mumbled as Sierra noted patiently.
"The brilliant little perv who just left fixed the ice machine." She noted, "So feed your fix, Jackie."
Jackie was already holding her hand out over the counter as a shake slid across it. "Mmmn…" she moaned, sipping it, then sitting down on the couch as Sierra and Darcy stared at her.
"…So what's Orders going to do to her?"
"Mother has been in contact with Mr. Pepper. Jackie will not be allowed to participate in the next gokkun that he is planning…" Sierra then looked at Darcy, then asked. Hesitantly.
"You were kidding about your 'sisters' right?" but Darcy did not answer her. "…Darcy?" she scowled, "…That kid has way too much free time for toys." She added as Jackie noisily, and satisfyingly slurped.
End
This probably answers some questions about Jackie, but raises so many others.