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Despite her current depraved state, Zatanna still had a lot of affection for the former Batman and wanted to look after her. But right now her idea of looking after her was making sure Bryce Wayne was stuffed full of fat dick. "C'mon, Superslave," Zatanna cooed as she pulled Superman's foot-long shaft like it were a leash. "Let's go see little Batsy." His kryptonian cum still oozed from Zatanna's cunt and down her legs. She didn't bother to wipe it off. Why bother? It felt nice. "Ecyrb ees og!" Zatanna intoned. A moment later, she and Superman appeared back to where Bryce was. She was on her hands and knees, a new metal collar adorning her neck, and the Mistress was grinding her cunt into the bimbo's face. Superman stared at Bryce's bobbing buttcheeks with the bat tattoo. He wanted to fuck that ass bad.
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