Clean Lois Lane's Cock

The chain rattled. Tonya Wong's mouth glomped onto the end of Lois Lane's cock. The reporter stared down in agitation. Big brown eyes stared back as Tonya's lips pressed into the flesh as her tongue licked the reporter's piss-slit.

Lois sighed.

"Look, I'm trying to find some other women who disappeared recently. Like you. Jenny Dunlap. Mara de la Cruz. Diana Reynolds."

The eyebrows wiggled. Tonya took a little more of the cock into her mouth, so that her tongue could reach behind the glans. Lois grimaced. It didn't feel bad, exactly, it was more the thought of this young woman, chained to the toilet, as her tongue scraped the smegma from Lois's cock that hit some terrible sense of disgust inside of her. It seemed so wrong for a woman to be doing that, to be in that situation.

To so obviously enjoy it.

The reporter tried to pull back. Expected teeth, but the now-clean cockhead pulled out the mouth easily, with a little cute gasp. Tonya Wong pouted as she stared up at Lois. The dickgirl reporter considered her options.

"What do you want?" Lois asked.

Tonya smiled. She spread her legs, to bare a shaved pussy. The labia were dark, but the insides, which the Asian woman spread with her fingers to reveal, was a bright pink. Without any conscious desire, Lois nevertheless felt a twinge in her dick. The damned thing had a mind of its own.

Lois sighed and sat on the toilet. She tapped her thighs. Tonya Wong happily clambered onto her lap.

"Tell me what you know about what's going on here and I'll paint the mouth of your womb white."