Commissioner Gordon trudged through the dark alley, the sound of his footsteps echoing off the damp walls. He had worked a grueling twelve-hour shift, and all he wanted was to get home and crawl into bed. But as he approached the dead end, he saw a figure stumbling towards him.
At first, he couldn't make out who it was, but as the figure got closer, he recognized the fiery red hair and the tight black latex suit. It was Batgirl, and she was clearly drunk.
Gordon's heart raced as he took in the sight of her. He had always had a secret crush on the vigilante, but he had never acted on it. Now, as she stumbled towards him, her movements uncoordinated and her eyes glazed over, he couldn't resist.
He took her by the arm and led her to the nearest dead end, his lust overpowering his rational thoughts. He pressed her up against the wall, his hands groping her ass.
Batgirl let out a drunken giggle as he squeezed her cheeks. "Mmm, Commissioner, I didn't know you had it in you," she slurred, her words barely intelligible.
Gordon's heart skipped a beat. Had she really just said that? He didn't care. He was too far gone, his desire for her overwhelming any sense of propriety.
He reached up and groped her tits through the latex, his fingers finding her nipples and teasing them until they hardened. Batgirl moaned, her head lolling back as she enjoyed the sensation.
Gordon then forced her to her knees, his hands tangling in her hair as he pulled out his dick. Batgirl's eyes widened for a moment, but then she leaned forward and took him in her mouth.
The commissioner groaned as she began to suck him off, her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft. He held her by the hair, his hips thrusting forward as he fucked her mouth.
Batgirl's mind was a fog, her thoughts muddled by the alcohol. For a moment, she thought she saw her father's face, but she shook her head. That couldn't be right.
The commissioner then unbuttoned the clasp in Batgirl's crotch, his fingers finding her pale, narrow virgin pussy. He attached himself to her, his cock sliding deep inside her.
Batgirl's eyes widened as she realized what was happening. She tried to call out to him, to tell him to stop, but her words came out as a drunken moan.
The commissioner mistook her moan for verbal flirtation, his hips thrusting forward as he fucked her. Batgirl's trained muscles squeezed his cock, her body responding to the pleasure despite the feeling of wrongness.
The commissioner couldn't hold back any longer, his orgasm exploding inside Batgirl's pussy. Batgirl came as well, her body shuddering as the pleasure washed over her.
The commissioner pulled out of her, his dick glistening with their combined juices. He tucked himself back into his pants and left her there, never knowing that he had just fucked his own daughter.
Batgirl lay on the ground, her mind still foggy from the alcohol. She felt the white streams of sperm flowing from her pussy along the inside of her black latex-clad thighs.
She passed out, the realization of what had happened slowly sinking in. Her father had taken advantage of her drunken state and violated her.
But even as she lay there, passed out in the alley, her body still tingled with pleasure. She couldn't deny the fact that, despite the wrongness of it all, she had enjoyed it.
And that thought scared her more than anything.
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