Chapter 10 by Zeebop

How does Ivy play with Lois and Harley's pussies?

Lick Them Both At The Same Time

Her hot breath blew across reporter's pussy. With the big dildo stuffing her, Lois Lane's labia felt extra sensitive...or maybe it was another effect of Poison Ivy's ****. Like the unnatural heat that burned through the reporter's crotch as Harley Quinn continued to twitch her ass in the reporter's crotch as the Clown Princess of Crime leaned her head back to nibble on the reporter's ear.

Ivy, on her knees before them both, ran her tongue up Lois Lane's pussy...and then the mouth jumped, to suck on her girlfriend's pussy for a moment...and back down to finish up on the other side of the reporter's cunny. There was no hesitation, no protection—Lois could feel Harley's cunt-juice drip down on her, and knew that Ivy had to be carrying the taste of Lois' own pussy up to Harley's shaven slit. This was like some nasty nightmare for her high school sex teacher...the exchange of fluids, no condoms, no dental dams, not even a glove anywhere in sight...

"Hey, new girl," Harley whispered. "Cat got your tongue?"

"N-no," Lois said, squirming a little on the thick cock plugged into her pussy. Maybe it was just that she was getting used to the size, but the pain was a little less now. Her body wanted her to move, not that she could with Harley pinning her down.

"You're not moanin'. Ivy, she's not much for moanin' either. Me though...I'm vocal," Harley said in a husky whisper. "When I get goin', you can hear it. I get so loud...I just fuckin'...scream when I cum."

Lois swallowed hard.

"I want you to make me scream," Harley said. "Like a fuckin' banshee."

The reporter, who had almost started to relax, suddenly felt the urge of the order...Ivy's **** were still making Lois suggestible. At least, that's what the reporter told herself as her hands moved of their own accord, seated and with her legs splayed, ready to play Harley Quinn's body like an obscene cello...