I...I Don't Know

Doubt assailed the reporter. In truth, she wasn't sure how Superman would react if Lois Lane fell pregnant by someone else. Would he marry her anyway? Did he love her that much? Would the guilt of it eat at her? A part of Lois knew that even if he did accept her, it would always be something between them—and what if she later had a child with him? The whole situation would be so fucked up...

"Yessss," Blaze hissed, as her cock pistoned into her cunny. "I can feel your delicious doubt. After all, why would Mr. Super want used goods? Unless he liked being cuckolded..."

Angelica stared into the reporter's eyes as she said these words, and a flush of heat went through Lois Lane's body. All of a sudden an image burned itself in her brain. Herself, knocked up, marrying Superman. And then...everyone would think the child was theirs. Only the two of them would know.

What if...what if she secretly liked it? The betrayal. Coming home after a long night, as the spunk dripped down her thighs. Superman up with the baby as mommy Lois went out to get some cock. The hurt and arousal in his eyes as he knelt before her, the most powerful man on the planet, to suck the sperm out of her pussy before she got knocked up...again.

Lois couldn't look away from Blaze's eyes. It was as if the dickgirl had pried open the darkest depths of the reporter's soul, and Lois was **** to live out those terrible fantasies. Blaze grinned.

"S-stop!" Lois said. "Don't make me do this!"

"Make you? No sweetmeat—this is all you. Your desires. Your fantasies. A part of you feels...what? Ssssay it!" the hiss came back into Blaze's voice at the end.

"I'm not...I'm not worthy of him," Lois panted. Her whole body shuddered with every thrust, as the dickgirl's cock hit so deep. "I'm dirty. Filthy. A slut, a whore..."

With every word, Lois felt as if a nail was being hammered into her heart. She felt like such shit. Such a filthy, worthless human being. It was almost better this way, to dirty herself. Lois knew she would never be worthy of him. That she would only end up disappointing him. Betraying him...

"Yesss," Blaze grinned wildly. "Yesss, that's it. That's what you want. Say it, and I'll make it happen! Say it, and you can live that fantasy!"