Blaze Can't Hold It

"Fuck!" Blaze muttered...and then something exploded in Lois Lane's cunt.

Lovers had cum inside Lois Lane before, and she had never actually felt it. Just the added wetness, the itch deep inside after as if something was left in there she'd have to douche out later. Not this time, though. Not with Blaze.

As the demon's cock plunged deep, she held it there, and Lois yelped in surprise as a solid stream hit the back of her vaginal canal with enough **** to sting...and Blaze clutched the reporter tight and the jizz continued to pour into Lois Lane like a hose. The constant spray of demonic cum hurt worse than the one time Lois had drunkenly shoved the shower head in her pussy and turned it on full blast. The heat and **** were incredible...but nothing as incredible as the sheer amount.

Lois felt the breath slowly squeezed from her as Blaze's hold tightened. Seconds ticked by and the seemingly endless stream of Satanic sperm didn't let up. The reporter had heard once that every man generates fourteen gallons of cum in his lifetime, and to Lois it felt like a decade's worth of pent-up jizz was being unloaded inside of her at once...and as the hot, runny overflow began to seep down her legs, Lois wondered if it wasn't longer than that.

At some point...it couldn't have been more than a minute...Lois felt the flow begin to ebb. The constant stream that struck the back of her pussy with such **** eased down into a series of spurts. Each one hit her with full ****. Each made the cock swell and throb inside of her. Lois felt herself pant as she realized she could feel each individual rope of virile jizz that burst into her overflowing cunny...and then she felt it. The little twinge deep within. The sensation of falling over an edge, a precipice. Her whole body had been on edge, super-sensitive, ready to cum...and all it needed was that one little added bit of stimulation to send her into climax after shuddering climax.

Lois Lane had never had a multiple orgasm. Yet as Blaze's cock continued to jerk and spit inside of her, the demon's mouth found her shoulder, the hands clutched and kneaded her ass, and Lois felt her thighs grip the demon's hips and almost lock in place and...and they came together, something she had never managed with a lover before. Her greedy cervix spasmed and slurped at the rich pool of virile sperm that packed her insides to the bursting point...and it was an eternity later that they finally collapsed down onto the floor, Lois on top.

"S-sorry," Blaze managed. "It's been...a while...for me."

The reporter panted. Her hips ached. Her pussy felt like a sloppy mess. Yet she felt she had to say something.