Her Boss, Perry White

"Oh damn, I'm sorry miss, I—Great Ceasar's Ghost!"

It was a wet stab in the buttocks, which left a smear. Lois Lane turned, even as he was apologizing—and their eyes widened in mutual recognition. Standing before her, naked as the day he was born, covered in grizzly hair from his balding head to they puff of grizzled white around his erect prick, was Perry White, the editor of the Daily Planet.

"Joanne!" Lois stuck out her hand. "You're Perry, right? We met a few months ago at the Christmas party."

Lois smiled, but her eyes were fixed on his. Surprised and shaken as he was, Perry got the point, and mechanically took her hand and gave it a perfunctory pump.

"Joanne, of course," he said, blinking and, Lois was certain, trying very hard not to stare at her tits.

Lois moved her lips without talking, miming the words. "I'm working." Perry gave the slightest of nods.

"My wife," he said, waving his hand off toward the crowd, "she...wanted us to experiment a little. Spice things up in the bedroom. Suggested we try an open relationship. Go to clubs like this one."

There was pain in his eyes, and Lois Lane's heart almost melted...it was enough that she could almost ignore the almost painful ****-induced throb of her cunny, which was well aware that a stiff prick was just inches away and didn't care who it belonged to.

Lois nodded her head and gave Perry a pat on the shoulder. She knew he loved his wife, which was probably the only reason he was out here in the altogether. She knew he wasn't some old pervert out for a bit of strange.

"Is this your first time here?" Lois asked.

"Second or third. Alice...likes it." He frowned. "She wants me to find someone, but you know I..."

A hand slapped the reporter's ass. She stagged forward, her breasts slamming into Perry's hairy chest, his cock brushing against the top of her thighs. His face turned an alarming shade of red, and he didn't know where to put his hands. Lois turned her head...and saw Aisha give Lois a wink and a thumb's up. Maria was on her knees, sucking on Aisha's balls.

"Look, Perry..." she said. "Is there somewhere quiet we can go to talk?"