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The cave was devoid of light catwoman for the glow coming from the huge, thirty and wide screen. The air vibrated with the low hum of working machinery, and echoes of flapping bat wings came from a distance. The Batman grunted in frustration and closed his eyes. The last week had seen a fifty percent increase in sexual assaults in Gotham.
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The darkness of the cave engulfed him, leaving no obvious trace of the culprit women who share cum view.