Blunt Envy

"W-won't Your wife be... upset.. about this?"

"Nonsense, girl! She's as blunt as a brick, if she had any issues she'd have told me long ago!"

"I'm not so certain-"

"Oh! Oooh, hold your tongue, h-here it comes!"

The clown's right hand shifted from her butt, grabbing instead onto her shoulder with shaky fingers before, with some bizarre amalgamation of a laugh and a groan rolling off his lips, he thrust himself inside with finality. She could all but feel his jewels pulsate and twist between her thighs, buried to the very root as he was, her plump ass pancaked hard against his pelvis as they both reared back from the pleasure - voices joined in a chorus of approval.

"Aaahh! You're my favorite hooker, you know that?" He groaned, and with the amount of seed flooding her insides she had to bite back the urge to admit her enjoyment of their clandestine meetings. The couple remained like that for a good few seconds, as if frozen in time, before Wonder Woman slumped forward with his grip on her shoulder easing up and, after some rustling about, she felt a few dollar bills slide into her garters. She could only stand there, legs on the shakier side, moaning as he pulled his full girth outside in one single motion and the usual torrent began down her inner thighs.

The couple jumped, their heads darting about, at the sudden noise of a trashcan falling over. The Joker stood frozen in a mime-like position for a few seconds before, after realizing the origin of the noise, letting out a low chuckle and lowering his arms. Diana in turn eased up from a slight crouch she'd taken in the moment to see the clown, somehow, effortlessly stuffing his humongous piece inside his pants - with not even the smallest bulge showing as he turned to face her.

Clowns.

"Right! Speaking of blunt, I better head off. Catch you later Wonder!" He suddenly blurted out, and took off in a slight jog. She simply stared at him vanishing into the night before, with a sigh, straightening up and plucking the measly dollars from her thigh, quickly counting them through. It never had been about the money, in the end, but it came with the territory, so she figured she may as well pocket whatever she just happened to earn - gotta keep up appearances and all that, as to maintain her secret identity, after all.

Speaking of appearances, the clown quickly ceased to do so, and seeing as he'd been a daily, or nightly rather, visitor of hers for weeks, once a full month had passed without him stopping by, Diana figured he had simply moved or the likes.

Then again, perhaps some of that bluntness had finally caught up with him.

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Wednesday Wallpaper featuring some lovely DC ladies! I had a naked version drafted for Harley as well, but the skin texture appears to have major issues following the newest Blender update so I'll be holding off on Harley until she gets an update of some sort.

Thank you, as always, for your continued support and for all of your kind words! Rough shift today so the wallpaper's really on the late side, but I managed to slide it in on a banana peel anyway :)

Take care of yourselves, and each other!
/DH