Rough fun needs treatment

She started to move her hips to his rythm wnating the release so badly. When he finally hit her g-spot hard she came with him. She was cathing her breath, as she slowly sat up and went to put on her clothes. "Thanks for the ride baby." She said winking to him when she had dressed herself and went out of the door.

Scarecrow didn't even bother to watch her go. He just laid there, spent, wounds aching. He zipped his trousers and rose up from the bed. He started to look for his mask when he remembered he had forgotten it at the dining room. He would have to get it there.

Jonathan sighed and walked out the room.