It's A Tie

Lois Lane panted, squeezing the last drop of jizz deep into Blaze's spasming pussy. A part of her finally understood what all those men felt when they got off...and why they were always so horny, so eager to spill their seed deep inside of her.

To tell the truth, the reporter thought to herself as she reached down and scooped a dollop of jizz that was oozing out of Blaze's freshly creamed cunt and brought it to her lips. I could get used to this...wait.

She stared at her finger, clean now. Lois could still feel the cum-hunger inside of her. The dickgirl stared down at the demon. Blaze was laying in a daze, utterly spent from the massive orgasm that had wracked her body.

"So, who won?"

The demon blinked, sucking in air, chest heaving.

"Uh...I think it was a tie," she raised her head, staring at the cock still stuck in her snatch. "I still feel their souls. They would have been released automatically if I had lost. Fuck that was a big load." She rubbed her stomach.

"So what do we do now?" Lois asked, pulling her softening cock out of the devil's distended dickhole. A torrent of white jizz slowly oozed out, thick as jelly. It was all Lois could do not to bend down and bury her face in it.

Blaze pursed her lips to consider it. Then she looked up at Lois, a smug grin on her face.

"I guess we have to do it again."

Lois picked up her limp cock. She knew guys generally couldn't go again, right away. But right now...staring down at the panting, eager bitch **** for one more fucking...she could feel a twinge at the base of her dick. The burning pressure where the blast of semen had come from inside seemed to be there still, lesser in intensity but promising to deliver.

More than that, the reporter knew it was her responsibility. Blaze was already warmed up, all she had to do was make her cum one more time without cumming herself. It was a challenge she had to rise to.

"Alright," she said, grimly stroking her flaccid dick. "Let's get it on."