Joker had him right where she had wanted him all along, well...one of the ways anyway. His back arched beautifully over the arms pinned beneath him as he was stretched between the two places she had anchored him down. He wasn't going anywhere until she was good and ready, and the thought of having him like this, completely at her mercy....it sent her blood thrumming through her veins as her excitement mounted. And with that excitement a fresh wave of passion flooded her core and coated the semi The Bat was sporting.<br/><br/>Joker continued to grind herself against him, rubbing her aching clit into his hardening cock just before she slipped him inside. His girth, even not fully erect stretched her womanhood deliciously. Uncaring anymore to his reaction Joker bucked and grinded atop her newest advisary turned play thing as she road the tides of pleasure bouncing atop his dick even as she knew the movement would only amplify the pressure on his shoulders with his arms still pinned.<br/><br/>There was something about taking what she wanted from this stoic too good Batman who continuously denied the spark between them. Well he could deny it no further as she continued to ride him, slamming down on him harder and harder as she reached her peek.<br/><br/>The bench beneath them began to creak with her wild movements, but she continued on until cresting a second time. An orgasm so violent that the bench beneath them cracked.<br/><br/>Screaming her pleasure to the rooftops as they both crashed to the floor in a pile of rubble and broken bench.<br/><br/>Her eyes still glazed in euphoria, Joker took a look around the room "Man Batsy! What a ride!" She said as collapsed into an ungraceful pile of limbs and bliss.