wonder woman captured by jokar

cup popped free and her left breast came surging forth, leaving her enormous rack to jostle back and forth completely naked beneath her.

Her famous bustier retreated into a crumpled ring around her waist. Briefly withdrawing his hands from her body, Joker seized hold of it, unzipped it, and tugged it out from beneath her belly. Lifting it up beside her, he let the giant empty cups jostle teasingly before her gaping face for a second, and then tossed it casually aside. Her belt already having been removed while she was out, this left the mighty Amazon clad in nothing but her gleaming boots, her shining bracelets, her golden tiara… and her proud, skimpy star-spangled panties.

Bringing his hands back down onto her flesh, Joker set about happily groping and fondling as his whims took him upon Wonder Woman’s sacred half-stripped body. One hand stroking his fill of her giant smooth backside, the other hefted and squeezed each of her enormous breasts in turn, making them bounce and jiggle upon his wicked fingers. Wonder Woman’s gorgeous face gaped down in horror as Joker sampled the forbidden wonders of her rack. Then her lips twisted with fury. “Oh, you beast!” she hissed, her eyes flashing with rage. But, squirming upon his lap and his fingers squeezing her bottom, she could do nothing else as the teasing stroking of his evil finger round and round her giant right nipple slowly caused it to extend outwards, as if begging for more of his attention.

Joker chuckled. Then, suddenly, he spoke.

“Do you know how many super-heroes I’ve killed?” he asked her – as he stroked his fingertips lightly up the scanty stretched silk that covered her jutting backside.

Wonder Woman gasped, deeply. Staring downwards, she looked on with fresh horror as Joker cupped her giant left breast and gave it a squeeze – making the tip protrude out almost an inch between his thumb and his fingers. “At… at least a dozen…” she finally whispered, as his fingers relaxed and her huge booby continued to shake and jiggle in his palm. "Possibly hundreds. We… we don't really know…"

He chuckled. “Neither do I," he admitted. He gave her breast another squeeze, fingers sinking deep. "But, given that I’ve stolen your powers,” he said, stroking her silky immortal flesh with relish, “is there anything whatsoever stopping me from doing the same to you?” Briefly tiring of squeezing and sampling her ass, he slipped his hand down between her legs and stroked a single finger – lightly, teasingly – back and forth, across her panty-encased mound.

Wonder Woman shuddered, and quivered in shock, as she felt his fingertip on her pussy through her star-spangled panties. Between the twin lustrous spills of her sable-black hair, her gorgeous face trembled in horror. “No…” she finally whispered.