Grab The Book

"Lois has her occupied!" Deadman declared as the demonic reporter did her best to unhinge her jaw to stuff more of Blaze's cock in her gaping maw. "Grab the book! It's probably the key to this whole mess."

"Why don't you do it?" Alice said, eyes wide and gaze locked on the reporter **** on the fat demon dick, Blaze holding Lois by the horns and desperately trying to stuff more dick down the reporter's throat.

"This body is partially demonified, like Lois'," Deadman said. "Whatever's in there would affect me too. But you're pure human, you shouldn't be affected...probably."

Black Alice rolled her eyes. "Lame ass, worthless fucking limp-dick ghost..."

Scooting around the demon and reporter, Alice got an eyeful as Lois Lane's lips, wrapped tight around a cock as thick as the young woman's bicep, slobbered and sucked with eager desperation, those violet eyes half-lidded, strange goat-pupils weirdly dilated.

Okay, so maybe don't do quite that many ****, the young witch told herself as she squeezed around Blaze. The smell was so intense in here that she almost couldn't breathe...a terrible chemical reek crossed with the strongest odor of spunk she had ever smelled, like sticking her head in a bucket full of ammonia. It made her dizzy, and she wanted to vomit by the time she got to the work bench with the bookstand.

Putting her shirt over her nose and mouth in a pitiful effort to filter out at least a part of the fumes, she stared at the book...and frowned. It was in English. That seemed weird...

"Don't read it!" Deadman insisted from outside the room, keeping a safe distance from the smell. "Just grab it and get out!"

There was a little popping sound, and Alice looked over to see the reporter's jaw hanging down, mouth stretched inhumanly wide. The demonic dick was sliding in and out easily now, the foot-long crimson erection distending the skin of the reporter's throat, the fat balls banging against the chin.

"Gonna cum!" Blaze whispered. "Fuck my cum right down your throat! Get ready to drink right from the source, cumslut!"

Black Alice was torn. One hand found its way down between her legs, pussy still sensitive from her earlier encounter with Lois. She couldn't decide if this was hot or disgusting...it was like a trainwreck, and the young witch didn't know if she should interfere or just sit back and watch it happen.

On the one hand, she kind of wanted to see what would happen to Lois if she got even more of that infernal jizz in her...on the other hand, Lois had been really cool, and she didn't know if she wanted her favorite MILF to turn completely into a demonic cumguzzler.

Decisions, decisions...