End: It Will Take More Than This To Knock Lois Lane Up

Heat burst inside of Lois Lane. Bent over the couch, fucked hard, Lios Lane gave herself over to being bred, her body ready, the cock pumping inside of her, not stopping for a second even though the cum shot deep inside her tight slit. Kept pumping even after the cock stopped throbbing...and Lois Lane wondered why...and then she realized.

I have to cum.

It wasn't enough to just get that jizz inside of her, Lois had to orgasm...had to let her cervix open up and suck all that sperm into her womb. That was surely the reason why that the dickgirl was still humping the reporter fast and hard, her hips pressing into the reporter's ass so hard that it made Lois Lane's buttocks ripple. Lois squeezed her pussy, trying to milk every drop of baby-juice out of that dick.

Long minutes passed. There was the hum of the projector, the pants of Angelica Blaze, the creaks of the breeding platform—and Lois Lane groaned in frustration as her climax seemed no closer. She was right on the edge, she just needed something...more...

Then something wet and hard pressed against the reporter's asshole.

Lois Lane looked on screen as the camera angle shifted. Saw the thumb pressing against her butthole, as the cock continued to slide in and out of her cum-filled cunt. The reporter's eyes grew wide...she'd never had anything up her ass before...

"Aaaah!" She cried out into the darkness as the thumb slipped inside the reporter's virgin bum. Lois Lane instinctively tightened her pussy even more, clamped down her anal muscles, trying to push it out of her. Yet Angelica kept the thumb firmly buried inside of the reporter's ass as she began to pump her cock in faster. Lois was amazed a the dickgirl's stamina...to still be hard after cumming just five or six minutes ago.

It began to dawn on Lois that her breeding wasn't going to be some brief race to orgasm. Not just a quick, hard fuck that left her with a spunk-filled slit, sperm swimming toward her legs. No, this was a marathon...and Blaze was in there for the long haul.

"You might not take tonight," Angelica Blaze huffed, her balls slapping against the reporter's labia. "We'll have to keep you here for a few days. Inseminate you regularly."

"I...I have work!" Lois managed as she felt the cock stiffen a little inside of her, Blaze getting her second wind. The thumb was squirming inside of her, as if searching for something.

"For the next few days, this is your job." Angelica said. "This is where you'll live, right here, on this breeding bench. You'll watch the films of your own cunt being spunked over and over. Wondering if this is it. If this insemination is the one that impregnates you. And when you do leave...you'll know."

Lois Lane's heart thundered in her chest. On screen, she could see the jizz on Blaze's dick as it pushed in and out of the reporter's cunt. Days...getting fucked...getting pregnant...

"Here comes your second load, Lois," Angelica Blaze's voice sounded proud, eager. "I hope this is the one that puts a baby into your belly."

The thumb jammed deep, and that was the moment when Lois Lane's body decided to finally climax. Her muscles pulled against the straps, her back arched, buttocks flexing, a slow tide of muscles contracting from her pussy outward, right down to the curling of her toes and the white-knuckled fists she made with her hands, her eyes wide as she stared at her own insemination, almost able to see the hot, fresh spunk shooting toward her womb.

The best part was...Lois knew that wasn't the end of the evening. The end of her night out, yes. No more hunting for clues, no more clubs and investigations. Lois Lane had found what she was looking for...and now she was on the fast track to becoming the Daily Planet's Most Pregnant Reporter.