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Chapter 15 by Zeebop Zeebop

How Do They Fuck?

Lana Rails Lois Like A Woman Possessed

Hands fell heavily on Lois Lane's hips. The reporter grunted as her pussy was suddenly pulled down onto the tip of that supernaturally fat cock, and gasped like a virgin on prom night. Her eyes fell on Lana Lang...

It was like looking at a different woman entirely. The redhead's eyes were wide, and the irises were only a thin circle of blue around the vast black pits of her pupils, in which Lois could see herself clearly. The nostrils of her little nose flared. The lips peeled back in a rictus grin. There were no recognition there, just pure, unadulterated...

Lust.

With inhuman strength, Lana Lang's hips jerked up off the floor. A scream died in Lois Lane's throat as that fat prick slammed up inside of her, the scarlet flesh compressing as it squeezed into the reporter's hot box. She gasped and choked, unable to do more than sputter as her cunt was filled in a way that she had never experienced before. Not a hard cock sliding into her velvet chasm, but a swollen balloon that pushed into her cunt and seemed to expand, stretching and filling every nook and cranny of Lois Lane's cleft.

Lana Lang, was utterly rigid, her every muscle locked in place. As she struggled to breathe, Lois stared down...and saw those eyes roll up into the back of Lana's head. Leaving blank white orbs beneath those ginger eyebrows.

A shiver ran down Lois Lane's spine as she looked into her lover's face.

The world twisted and turned. The reporter's stomach lurched as her shoulder hit the filthy floor of the bathroom. Then Lana was above her, her undone red hair hanging down over Lois Lane's face. Fingers pressed so hard into Lois Lane's hips, the reporter could already feel the bruises forming. She felt her pulse begin to speed up, thundering slower faster and faster in her ears as she realized what was about to happen...and with spasmodic thrusts of her hips, Lana Lang began to rail the reporter.

Her swollen prick could not move deep, but it didn't have to. The reporter's pussy felt stretched to its limit, ready to burst, and now this fat, weirdly soft scarlet schlong was pushing in and out of her, the pussy clinging to the condom-clad crimson cock, and Lois knew she had never been fucked like this in her entire life.

And if this is what she's like fucking, the Lois wondered as her heart threatened to explode in her chest. What happens when she cums?

Does The Condom Hold?

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