Ask Blaze To Cum Inside Of Her

"L-look," Lois Lane said when she could find her voice, as Blaze's hips tirelessly pounded away. "I-I don't want to be the one having a-all the fun here. W-what do I have to do to give you some release?"

That small, smug, knowing smile reappeared on Blaze's lips. She placed the reporter's upright leg against her shoulder and nuzzled Lois Lane's foot with her cheek.

"Tell me you love me," Blaze whispered. "Tell me you will always be mine. Tell me you want me to paint your womb with my seed and bear my children and no one else's. Dedicate your life to me, as I will to you. Then I will fill you in such a way as no woman has been filled since the old days, when the gods came down to beget among mortals."

Lois panted in her heat. Her body burned. Her pussy squelched in tireless rhythm. It felt like her insides were already melted...yet Lois could also tell that Blaze was holding back. There were lines on that ageless face, a desperation in the edge of her voice.

"We could date?" Lois said, her voice quavered a little. "I mean, I can tell you want to cum, I just..."

"It isn't about me!" Blaze insisted, as her hand rubbed the reporter's thigh. "It is about you! Do you want me to cum in you or not!?"

The demon's white eyes glowed from within. Lois felt the heavy sack of her testes pound against her. The endless chain of climaxes had softened the foundations of Lois Lane's resistance. Put on the spot, as she searched her feelings, Lois felt an odd...absence. A hole at the center of her being. One of the few things she had not felt since Blaze had begun her epic quest to fuck her way into the reporter's heart.

Now that Lois was aware of it, she was aware she craved it. Her cunt might have been stuffed full to the brim of demonic dick, but her womb felt empty. It waited. It wanted.

"I want you to cum in me," Lois said quietly.

"Then tell me you love me!" Blaze insisted, the desperation in her voice plain now, a plea like a wounded animal...and Lois knew it would be cruel to say no.