Double Blowjob

"You heard the man," Deadman spoke, still in pimp-mode. "On your knees, hoes."

Lois and Alice sank to one knee, almost synchronized like they had practiced this a thousand times. Then they put the other knee down and leaned forward eagerly, mouths open.

Despite the name, Lois Lane knew that Killer Croc wasn't actually a reptile—or at least, he hadn't always been—and his cock was mostly human-looking. A pendulous, hairless pair of balls beneath, and a shaft that was green and a little scaly on top, pale as a fishbelly beneath, with a hint of pink pointing out of the foreskin. A little over five inches and not hard yet, neither too long nor too fat to get her mouth around...

Their mouths around.

Alice and Lois' lips met on the pink tip, their tongues swirling against each other as they licked him. It was like and elaborate three-way French, and the Croc's cock began to swell, the pink tip bulging inside the foreskin.

Lois broke the suction first, placing one hand on the swelling shaft. Definitely a grower.

"Hang on...let me peel it back..." She told Alice, who moved her head back, pierced tongue just fiddling with the pink tip.

Slowly, the reporter peeled the skin back from the head, as though she had done this a hundred times before, revealing a deep bifurcation along the head...some kind of genital disfigurement or surgery. Fascinated despite herself, Lois kept peeling the foreskin back further...and further...

"Oh shit," Alice paused in her licking to blink at the sight before her.

Killer Croc's foreskin had been peeled back until near the base, where the little scales started...Lois wondered how those would feel brushing against her clit...but hanging free above his smooth, heavy balls were two bobbing pink shafts, each as thick as a normal cock, and at least seven inches long. Erect, the twin pricks stood a little apart, standing out from the villain's body like a slightly curved V.

"Well, you got 'em angry," Croc rumbled. "Now you gotta make 'em happy."

Lois swallowed, realizing suddenly that her mouth was open and drooling.

This place is really having an effect on me! The reporter told herself. At least, I hope so...

Her mouth closed on the cock to the left. Alice's lips sealed on the cock to the right. And they were off.

It wasn't a race, although onlookers might have mistook it at such at the beginning. Black Alice was all just-legal-teen enthusiasm, bobbing her head up and down quickly, violently. Lois bobbed her head more slowly, but took her cock in deeper, putting more suction into her long, slow movements, letting her tongue play around the sensitive head when it reached her lips.

From their perspective, it was hard to say who was "winning." But after some minutes Lois noticed that Alice was slowing down, panting around the cock in her mouth, already tired. The reporter responded by picking up speed, making short, quick gulps so that the head of the Croc's cock hit the back of her throat, followed by long drawn-out sucks.

She heard a gagging sound and spared a glance at Alice. Croc had one paw on her head, guiding her in to take it deeper, but it was clear that the younger woman didn't have much deep throat experience. Lois knew she had to do something, and quick.