Blaze Levitates Lois Lane Over Her Engorged Prick

One red hand rose, in a gesture that suggested some ritual purpose...and then Lois felt herself lifted into the air. She froze as her feet left the ground. The pure white eyes of the horned demon burned as the reporter rose past the tower of cock...and over it. Instinctively, the reporter's legs spread, as she moved forward...and the massive head brushed her cunt lips. The precum welled up from deep within, and the reporter's already wet cunny was immediately soaked.

The reporter panted in place, free of gravity but trapped by her own terrible need. She shivered all over, uncontrollably. A part of her wanted to run her bare feet over that rigid red pole of flesh, to jerk it off until a geyser of black jizz shot into her loose, gaping cunt.

The corner of Blaze's mouth curled upwards. She seemed to enjoy the sight of the reporter perched atop her column of cock.

"You want this, don't you?" the scarlet succubus said, her voice barely a whisper. A touch of gravity regained its hold on Lois, and some of her weight pressed on that swollen knob, which felt almost as big as a pineapple. "Show me. Divest yourself of your clothes. You do not need them here."

It was a choice. Yet the moment Blaze said it, there was ****. Lois pulled off her jacket and shirt and tossed them onto the floor. She heart the crash as her smartphone's screen shattered. The naked woman licked dry lips, her tiny pink nipples so stiff they were sore. Every errant movement of air felt like a caress, and her hips moved on their own, in small circles, as she ground her inhumanly massive cunt against the head of that prick. It was like some pagan worshipper coming upon an ancient god, to bless the fields with some dark fertility rite...

"I allow you this power," Blaze said, and there was no mirth in her voice at all. "You may take as much of my cock as you wish. You may stop at any time. Yet as much as you take, so wide and deep shall your cunt be, and this I will bind into your soul so that it shall ever be."

Something inside of the reporter's body throbbed. Her skin flushed all over. She felt light-headed, dizzy, and so fucking empty. It was like a madness had seized her. Not a side effect of Blaze's power, but from her own terrible lust...her need...her curiosity...

"I want to take it all," Lois said.

Blaze's lips curled upwards a little more, to expose triangular white teeth; a mouth full of fangs. Black sparks danced between her horns.

Ghostly hands seemed to touch the reporter's shoulders. Ghostly hands seemed to grab her hips and ankles. Lois Lane's breasts heaved as she found herself in the grip of invisible forces...and slowly, surely, they pressed and pulled her down onto that cock.