Bound and Gagged: Batgirl’s Torment in Joker’s Grip

Neither one could see outside, but neither one cared. Bo kept thrusting into her, plunging deeply and pulling back, sending streams of his love juice spilling out of her pussy, dripping down his thighs. XXX Arielle felt his fingers probing inside her, causing her hips to begin gently writhing. Then they were still. It was warm and cozy. Here, have one! He slid his right hand down the small of Arielle’s back, where he could feel the moist warmth of her ass crack. Bo could feel the end of his cock deep inside Arielle. Then they were still. “We’re celebrating,” chirped Arielle. Then her beautiful hazel eyes brightened with her mischievous smile.