Chapter 16 by Zeebop

What DO They Do For Fun?

Cards, Cooking...Cunnilingus

"Oh, we have a deck of cards, and we've become quite fond of Bridge," Jenny Dunlap said. The smile seemed so genuine, yet the way it stayed on her face, the muscles not relaxing a millimeter was decidedly unnatural. Lois Lane had never known any human being that happy that wasn't on some serious ****.

"And cooking!" Mara de la Cruz said, her lipstick absolutely perfect, demurely laying her hands on her stomach. "It's part of our training, and our babies need to eat! We've been learning all the recipes."

Hands grasped the reporter's waist from behind. Lois Lane's heart skipped a beat. Diana Reynolds whispered in the reporter's ear.

"And we eat each other out, all the time."

As if by unspoken signal, the three women in front of Lois Lane pulled off their color-coded dresses...revealing color-coded bras, garters, and stockings, but their pussies were bare, carefully trimmed into strips.

"It's been weeks since we've had a new kitty to play with," Tonya Wong said, smiling blandly as she grabbed at the reporter's arm.

No, not her arm. The young Asian woman, her stomach not yet showing her pregnancy, was grabbing at the reporter's outfit. Mara de la Cruz, with an identical vapid grin, was working from the other side, pulling at Lois's clothes.

"You don't mind if we take a taste, do you?" Jenny Dunlap said. "I mean, we share everything here. You can taste our pussies."

"Slits," Mara corrected.

"Cunts," Diana's hands rose to grasp the reporter's breasts.

"What do you say, sister?" Tonya said. "Can we eat your cunny?"

"Pretty please?" Mara added.

"Please," Jenny dropped to her knees. Still smiling, but her eyes were shiny, wet-looking. Like she was about to cry. Pathetic eagerness in her voice. "Please."