This game isn’t about taking it easy. She’s wrapped around a thick, pulsing cock, lips sliding deep and fast, and you’re the one pulling every erotic string.

It’s not just about watching her perform oral magic, because you can push her limits, twist her actions, and command filthy desires. The visual feast features her anime-style curves, oversized glasses slipping down as she takes you in.

Doesn’t matter how many times you finish, the thrill of covering that sweet face never gets old. Every shot splatters across her cheeks and chin, dripping down to her neck like a reward for her hard work.

The setting only amps up the taboo - a quiet library backdrop where sneaky glances and muffled moans mix with your filthy fantasies. This juxtaposition between innocence and raw lust, between pages and passion, drives you to keep pushing her limits.

So if you crave a game where you're not just watching but controlling a girl’s relentless oral skills, this game offers exactly that uncensored experience. Let her take you to the edge again and again, ending each round with an explosive, messy finish.

Batman with a hard-on is already a funny thought, but this thing leans into it like a horny drummer who only knows one beat and just keeps hitting that snare. You open the game and it’s basically: here, have this chunky, veiny Dark Knight, already hard like a brick, and your job is not to save Gotham, it’s to make sure he doesn’t waste a single drop. There’s no slow burn, no teasing origin story, it starts straight in the mess: Batwoman bent over or on her knees, Harley crashing the party with that smug dirty smile, and the only real question is where you want the cum to land. The whole “buttons in the corner” thing feels very old-school Flash, like those forbidden tabs you’d hide behind an Excel sheet at work. You tap one icon and suddenly Batwoman is swallowing him down, her lips stretched cartoon-tight, another click and she’s getting pounded from behind so hard the cape might as well be a flag.

What I loved is how the game pretends it’s about reaching 100% pleasure, like it’s some kind of emotional journey, and then the actual rhythm is just you spamming the same position, squinting at a little bar creeping up while Batman jackhammers someone’s ass like a metronome. There’s this tiny moment when you switch from oral to anal and the sound pops slightly wrong, like someone dropped a drumstick on the floor during live recording. I replayed that part more than I should, not even for the sex, just to hear that stupid click sound. The facial shots are the real payoff though: if you time it right, the bar hits 100% and he explodes all over Batwoman’s face, white stuff dripping down her chin, eyes half-closed, and it’s gross and hot and also hilariously blunt. Sometimes I’d deliberately miss the “ideal” moment, just to see how broken the animation would look if he started unloading too soon, like he got overexcited the second Harley walked into frame. It looks buggy as hell, but in a way that feels kinda honest, like the devs were horny first and careful second. There’s no complex combo system, no deep branching paths, just you, some dirty buttons, capped teeth clenching around a bat-dick, and facials that hit like the last crashing cymbal in a sloppy punk track. Every orgasm feels slightly off-beat, which somehow makes it better.

Wonder Woman chained up in some sleazy high tech lab, stripped out of all that heroic pride and dropped right into a pervy science project. That’s basically the mood here, and honestly, it’s filthy in a very direct way. No long build up, no big moral conflict, just Diana already captured, restrained like a lab rat while this creep of a doctor runs his little “experiments” on her. He talks like a cartoon villain, but the toys he’s using on her are anything but funny. She’s stuck there, amazon body exposed, legs forced open, ass lifted, mouth ready, everything turned into a test field for his machines. If you came here to see a noble superheroine getting worshipped, you’re in the wrong lab. Here she’s more like expensive equipment, used until she breaks. I like that. I hate that. It works too well.

What really messes with your head is those four stupid joysticks. At first they look like a joke, like some old arcade control, but then you realize each one is tied to a different way the doc is using her. One pushes the fucking machine harder into her pussy, one speeds up the thing stretching her ass, another controls something in her mouth, the last one runs the milking gear clamped to her tits like she’s cattle. You don’t just click and watch; you’re nudging those sticks, feeling like you’re literally puppeteering her torture session. You go “ok, just a little faster” and suddenly she’s gasping, drooling, eyes rolling, trying to hold that proud Diana Prince face while everything in her body says she lost already. I caught myself focusing only on her tits for a while, cranking the milker up and down just to see that perfect amazon chest twitch and leak, then forgetting the other devices are still going full speed. It’s fucked up. It’s hot. It’s strangely funny when her whole body is out of sync, like each hole is living its own nightmare rhythm and she’s just stuck in the middle.

The humiliation angle is heavy but not subtle at all. They throw in little nods to Justice League, like she’s supposed to be out there saving the world while here she is choking on some machine like the world’s strongest cocksleeve. There’s something obscene about hearing her try to threaten the doctor while a dildo is already hitting the back of her throat and the anal toy is buzzing like crazy inside her. She tries to sound like Wonder Woman, the same one from the comics who lectures gods and punches tanks, but her voice keeps breaking into moans, and that contrast is the real kink here. You start treating her not as a character you grew up with, but as a toy you’re “testing” for quality, adjusting speed, watching how long it takes before the proud Amazon melts into a broken, cum-soaked lab sample. It’s not romantic, it’s not gentle, it’s not heroic. Just hardcore, mechanical, dirty experimentation on a brunette goddess who should be on a Justice League poster, not bent over in a lab getting pumped from every angle until the doctor is satisfied his machines can ruin even a superhero.

You yank the wheel hard to a stop, refusing to hitch a ride with that grimy older dude headed to Bay City. But this isn’t some boring ride; it's a wild adult adventure where inhibitions melt away.

No tired pickup lines from an old creep here - you’re about to fuck a gorgeous babe till she begs for more. You ravage her relentlessly, exploring every inch of her hungry body, indulging in filthy oral sessions and messy cumshots.

Behind those thick glasses hides a submissive freak dying to be fucked senseless and shown what real pleasure means. Every moment drips with intensity, blending sweet teasing with brutal fucking until neither of you can hold back.

The city pulses with temptation, each corner hiding another chance to score with impossibly hot girls. Each encounter pushes boundaries further, mixing innocent vibes with hardcore sex that leaves you breathless.

If you want vanilla, look elsewhere - this is raw sex, uncut and unapologetic, leaving you soaked and satisfied.

Turn the ignition and drive straight into a whirlwind of lust and debauchery that only this game delivers.

This is your invitation to explore raw lust, from shy glasses-wearing girls to slutty bitches screaming under your control.