Get Penetrated By Lois

The reporter gasped. Her new cock throbbed, sending strange and unfamiliar sensations to her brain. Lois could feel the tension of the erect clock from within, the kiss of the cool air on the sensitive skin, the hard crystal strap-on pressing against some point inside her that made the raven-haired reporter gasp...

And right in front of her was Mercy Graves. The bodyguard was bent over, ass in the air, two fingers of her right hand spreading her outer lips so that Lois could see the pink triangle of flesh within.

"Well come on, Lane," Mercy jeered, but Lois could see the flush across her face, hear the eagerness in the bodyguard's voice. "Don't keep me waiting."

Maria, with the reporter still embedded on her kryptonite cock, kept her hands on the reporter's hips. Together, joined at the hip, they lurched forward. Lois' cock wobbled, the reporter instinctively causing it to twitch. Mercy bit her lip, juices dripping down the fingers holding up her cunt for penetration as Lois lined the purple helmet of her dick up with the bodyguard's hole.

Am I really about to do this? Lois struggled between sanity and pure sensual need. Having sex with Mercy Graves of all people? Growing a cock? There's nothing natural about this! It has to be some ploy, some trick of Luthor's...

"Lane...please!" Mercy pleaded, tears in her eyes—and that was something Lois never thought she would ever hear. She rested the head of her dick against that pink entrance...the flesh of the hole was so hot, and it almost seemed to be sucking at the tip of her prick... Lois took a deep breath, still hesitating, the internal struggle and confusion bringing her to a standstill.

Which is when she felt Maria slide the hard crystal dildo out of her...until only the tip of it was still in Lois' snatch...and the reporter was grateful for the moment of distraction from the cunt on display before her.

Maria rammed the kryptonite cock into Lois so hard, the reporter yelped—and so hard that the momentum of the thrust carried Lois herself plunging into Mercy's depths. The reporter almost fell forward, hands on Mercy's hips, just as Maria's hands still held hers. The three women were connected, a chain of cock-to-pussy, cock-to-pussy—with Lois Lane in the middle.

"Sorry baby," Maria's voice was husky and not contrite at all, "Looked like you needed a little help breaking your cherry. Now..." she began to slide the burning stone out of Lois once again. "...let's fuck her good."