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“You’re dressed as Batman and you just beat up a crime boss and his gang of thugs. Do you really want to stay up all night filling out a police report for that?” “Oh… good point.” Selina giggled. “Of course, it’s a good hentai point, you goof. Now, come on!” Detective Bullock gripped the strap next to his seat tightly. He really hated these helicopter rides, but they were the best way to get to the scene when they received a call from Batman or one of his colleagues. Turning to his partner, he saw Detective Renee Montoya tracing the distress signal on her smartphone. “You sure it’s from them?” Bullock asked over the sound of the chopper. “Positive. It’s definitely from the Batman Family,” Montoya replied. “There! Down there, on that rooftop.” “Huh? But that’s the Gotham University student union building!” Bullock realized. As the helicopter landed on the roof, Bullock’s eyes went wide, seeing at least a half-dozen goons lying either dead or unconscious. Stepping out with Montoya, they began to inspect the area. “Got one perp dead over here. Stab wound in his back,” Montoya said. “Yeah, got several knives around here. One with blood, probably the cause of death for your body over there.” “Hmm… found a camera. Looks empty, though. I’ll send it to the lab for processing.” “Damn, whiplash and scratches all over these guys,” Bullock observed as the uniform officers cuffed everyone. “Looks like Catwoman had her way with them. What I would give for her to have her way with me ,” he chuckled. Eventually the fabric gave out and her shirt ripped in the middle between her breasts. “And kiss,” moaned Genevieve. You're all going to have a great night." "Let's see who's got the last laugh, faggot" he said, before stepping hentai closer to the mime. I closed my eyes as I waited and heard him opening a jar it sounded like and getting things together, then i heard him moving around and making noise. “Yes?” Gia offered helpfully. We'd forged such a deep, sisterly bond when we made love. Come on, we got work to do!” he yelled. "How much." “Please.