Let Us Eat You

Lois clambered down off the sink. Blaze, as if reading her thoughts, grinned and followed, getting behind their new lover. The young woman had a deer-in-the-headlights look as the reporter and dickgirl squeezed her between them...and then dropped to their knees, hands tugging her cut-off shorts down over the narrow hips.

It was like two lionesses stalking their prey. A fierce grin spread on Lois Lane's face as the girl's dark bush came into view. No panties—this young lady was ready for action. Together, Blaze and the reporter drew the shorts all the way down to her ankles, and then lifted the girl's foot so she could step out of them.

Standing there, legs splayed, the young woman bit her lip and looked down into the older woman's eyes as if to ask "What now?"

In response, Lois caught her ankles in each hand and pressed her face into that warm, inviting tangle. Her nose filled with the scent of the young woman's feminine musk, her tongue lapped against the half-buried pussy...and from behind, she knew, Blaze was spreading the young woman's cheeks to lick at the young woman's asshole.

Attacked fore and aft, twin tongue busying themselves with cunt and ass, the young woman threw back her head and moaned.

Though she could not see it, Lois knew that Blaze would start around the edge, that experienced tongue seeking to loosen the young woman up, teasing and probing, softening her to the inevitable moment of penetration. Lois, in turn concentrated on eating the pussy in front of her, lapping at the cunt, letting her tongue flick over the hard bean of her clitoris but not sucking on it, not yet. She didn't want their plaything to cum too soon, she wanted to savor and enjoy this...

...and the eyes of the crowd were on them, cameras out, enjoying the show.

In tandem, woman and dickgirl slowly intensified their ****. Their plaything shuddered under their attentions, not sure where to put her hands; but Lois didn't mind when one settled on her head, encouraging her efforts. The reporter was working the inner folds of the pussy now, slick and wet, the girl's lubricant salty and savory all at once. Behind her, Lois knew that Blaze would be pressing her own **** on that virgin ass, the tongue applying its soft yet irresistible pressure...and the reporter felt the shiver run down the young woman's legs as it finally slipped inside.

"Mother of fucking god," she whispered, loud enough for Lois to hear. "What are you even doing to me?"

In response, Lois swept her tongue down to that little depression near the base of the pussy, the opening of the vagina, and slid inside. The woman's walls squeezed her tongue, but Lois pressed on, pubic hair tickling her nostrils as she angled her face for maximum penetration, squirming around inside the young woman to explore every little bump and ridge and....

Something warm ran down the reporter's face as the young woman squirted, just a little. Not an orgasm, but definitely approaching it, a moment of lost control as she was faced with the dual invasion...but only a taste of what was about to come.