Demon Tongue: Activated

Lois Lane pressed her pussy against Lana Lang's mouth, hoping her lover would get the hint—and as loopy as ejaculating with a penis had made the redhead, she was sharp enough to quickly pick up on what the reporter wanted. Opening those pink lips, a warm tongue slid out to get her first taste of her lover's pussy...

Unseen to either of them, the app finished its update. Little messages glowed and seemed to shake, and if either of them had eyes for anything except Lois Lane's cunt, they would have seen a purplish, penis-headed tongue highlighted and flash red as the changes were applied.

"Fuck yes!" Lois said. "Get deep inside there!"

The reporter ground her pussy against her lover's face, as the tongue seemed to slither deeper inside her pussy, moving almost like it had a mind of its own. Lois Lane, so **** to experience her own orgasm after her little fuck-fest with Lana, was oblivious to how Lana's blue eyes crossed as they tried to look past her own nose, and took the moans that echoed in her needy cunt as mere encouragement.

"God, I needed this," Lois said. She leaned back, her arms reaching behind her back to feel the redhead's breasts beneath her palms. "Oh yeah, right there..."

Pinned underneath the reporter, Lana Lang helplessly tried to get the reporter's attention as she felt her tongue slide far past its normal limits—and as it extended, it seemed to swell, filling her entire mouth and secreting some salty, bitter fluid that the redhead had little choice but to swallow. The warm sticky fluid was unlike anything Lana Lang had ever tasted—though that spoke more to her lack of experience with oral sex than anything else.

Inside the reporter, the now phallic-headed tongue squirmed and slithered. Acting on instinct it was mapping out the strange wet tunnel it found itself in, finding the places that were most sensitive, which caused the walls to convulse and squeeze harder, that made the juices run thicker...and as it stretched itself out to its fullest extent, it began to swell...

"Fuck! Fuck yes! Oh God damn motherfucking shit!" Lois was panting, swearing, blissfully lost right on the cusp of climax. With an effort of will she tore her eyes open and stared down at what she could see of Lana Lang's face and declared:

"Lana will you be my girlfriend?"

The eyes grew wide, the head tried to nod, and finally Lois became aware of her lover's fingers urgently tapping at her calves. As Lois felt the tongue seem to swell and writhe within her, she realized that Lana was trying to tell her something.