Because That's Where It's Going Next

For a moment, as Lois felt that cock reverse course, she felt relief...no longer was the dick uncomfortably deep inside of her...but then apprehension rose. Worry came to Lois, that she was about to be fucked hard and deep again. That the cock would plunge back in, and pound her painfully until her ass tore and ripped, and go on fucking her until it finally buried its hard length in her squirming red guts and ejaculated into her coiling intestines.

But no...one hand against the small of the reporter's back held her in place as she felt the cock go back...back...and then with a gasp as the glans pulled against the ring of muscle, the dick popped free. Lois Lane felt her asshole gape, and unsure how best to pretend to still be asleep, struggled not to squeeze it back down. In the dark, teeth still biting into the sleeve of her jacket, Lois allowed herself a little sigh...until she felt the touch of the cockhead again.

Against her cunt lips, spread wide by the intruding thumb, which pinched to the right, leaving a clear path to her tunnel.

For a moment, the reporter froze. Until now, she had taken this fucking with uncharacteristic meekness, but a cock that long would destroy her pussy, and the reporter knew whoever it belonged to hadn't put a condom on it. Resolve strengthened with her to fight, to crawl forward into the darkness, to not just lay there meekly and get fucked...

...but too late.

The cock plunged forward, as slowly as before...the thumb slid out to give it room, and Lois knew that it couldn't possibly penetrate as deeply as before. Her ass was one thing, but her pussy was not long enough. Inch by slick inch slid into the reporter's pussy, and the reporter had no thought of possible infections from going straight from ass to cunt, her mind was entirely on the cock that new pressed against the very back of her pussy...and cursed the strange slickness, the queer heat that burned through her cunt as though it welcomed this **** prick into its very depths.

Lois barely suppressed a grunt as her cockhead bumped hard into the back of the reporter's pussy. Her mouth bent down into a grimace as the cock pressed forward, impossibly trying to go deeper...but there was no more deeper that it could go.

Which is why Lois wasn't prepared for what happened next.