Cheetah Makes Lois Lane Cum

It was too much, too fast. Normally, Lois Lane's lovers never licked her enough to make her actually climax, but the feline villain's strong, broad, rugged tongue was utterly relentless...her nose pressed right against the reporter's clit as that tongue delved deep and curled upwards...and Lois found the strength flee her legs as waves of pleasure crashed over her.

The jarring shock of her ass hitting the floor did nothing to detract from Lois Lane's climax. She quivered, unable to control herself as silver stars burst in her vision. Lois Lane wasn't normally so overpowered...she didn't normally cum so quickly, so hard...

Cheetah licked her lips.

"It's the vampiric neurotoxin. It attacks the nervous system first. Induces a state of hypersensitivity. Even pain becomes pleasurable. To make sure their victims don't resist."

"Y-you s-seem to know a-a lot about them..." Lois huffed, when she could find her voice.

"I've been hunting them," Cheetah said. Her ears flicked forward, and Lois found the cat-woman's unblinking stare disconcerting. All of Cheetah's senses were focused on Lois. "Studying them. Hacking their genetics. The...mechanism...of their changes is fascinating. I want to incorporate it into my own work."

The cat-woman slid her hands under the reporter's armpits, and she dragged Lois Lane to her feet.

"This little nest might have just given me what I need for the next stage in my research," Cheetah bared her teeth in a grin that Lois sent a shiver down the reporter's spine. Now Lois knew what a mouse must feel like, when a housecat had them between its paws. Her heart pounded. Nipples strangely hard. Whole body super-sensitive. Lois almost felt like she was ready to cum again. Her pussy throbbed with need, the pain of the puncture-marks already faded.

"W-what's that?" Lois asked.