"You HAVE to try this."

Lana Lang closed her eyes with a sigh, and pulled her crimson cock out of Lois Lane's pussy. The cock was so fat that her cunny didn't want to let it go, and the redhead had to tug it out. Lois looked down and saw, that the condom—or what was left of it—was hanging off of the short, stubby dick in shreds.

The jizz was thick and black as crude oil, though it smelled no different from any other cum that the reporter had seen.

"I am serious," Lana went on. "Get your phone. This thing is insane. Like it has a mind of its own. I just barely put the tip in you and it just...God, I couldn't get enough of your pussy. It was just so tight, so hot...and when I came...fuck all that stuff you were saying was really getting me going. I honestly wanted to impregnate you."

The cock twitched, black ooze sliding out of the slit on the curiously smooth head as Lana remembered what it had been like. Lois could feel the thick, sticky goo oozing slowly out of her own pussy, but there was something off. Like there was something stuck inside.

"You might have. Lana, what are you saying?"

The redhead opened her eyes. They were back to normal, but there was something in them that Lois recognized. Pure, unadulterated lust.

"I'm saying I want you to give yourself a cock with that app and fuck me," Lana said. "Just like I fucked you."

Lois licked her lips. She reached down to her pussy, and felt the sticky globs of semen down there. With a wince, she pulled out the stringy remnant of what had been the condom's sperm reservoir. It had popped like a balloon.

"Are you sure that's a good idea?"

Lana smiled. She was sitting on the floor, legs spread wide to give Lois a good view of her cock. One finger wiped some of the jizz off her dick and brought it up to her lips.

"Nope. But you know what?" Her voice dropped down to a sultry whisper. She leaned forward, black cum on her lips, and Lois could smell it as those lips closed in on her mouth. Right before their lips met, Lana said: "I like to share."