Lobo

A wad of greenbacks was pushed through the slot.

"Frag me, where's the slitch?" Growled the customer in the alley. "The main man ain't gonna **** on his own hog."

Lois quickly assumed the position, pressing her head into the slot in the wall, feeling the warm night air on the lower half of her face. She licked her lips.

"Me not sorry..." she began, but a rough finger **** its way into her mouth.

"No talkin' cunt. Yer blowhole is on my dime now."

Instinctively, Lois began sucking on the dirty finger, tasting gritty dirt and motor oil, fellating it like it was a cock.

"That's more like it," the alien bounty hunter grunted. The finger was withdrawn from her mouth, and something damp and stiff pressed against her lips—Lois immediately opened her mouth as wide as possible to admit the pale white schlong of the Last Czarnian. The alien wasn't exactly gentle, but Lois could tell he also wasn't much more than above average—hard to tell from her position, but when she felt his testicles tap her chin, the tip of his staff was barely tickling her tonsils.

Lois began to slurp and suck. The Prohole setup didn't allow her much in the way of bobbing her head, and her client didn't seem to be in much of a hurry to fuck her face, so all that she had left was pressure and time, running her tongue down the sensitive underside of his shaft and trying to suck the cum out of him.

"That's good girlie...last bastich tried to bite my Lil Lobo clean off! And she did! Lucky for me I regenerate...not so lucky for her. Made the slitch eat it! Of course, then my Lil Lobo regenerated in her stomach—burst out into the world stiff and ready, wondering why she hadn't finished the job! We had us a mean fight..."

This am good, Lois' thoughts were fuzzy, but her disappointment was clear. He no am talker.

Quietly, she reached back and started to finger her own puss, feeling the cum squelch between her fingers. That started to get her excited, and she doubled her efforts to clean the customer's cock.

"Hot damn! I ain't felt suction like that since...frag me, must have been that time them two Daxamite chicks on rumspringa decided to make the Main Man the judge in their dick-sucking contest..."

Lois let her tongue slip past her lips, tickling the Czarnian's testicles. Somewhere outside, she could hear something beep.

"Damn...this has been fun babe, but the 'Bo has got to go. We gonna have to finish this up quick. You hold onto somethin'."

Lois found a pair of handrails attached to the wall and braced herself, not without enthusiasm, as the cock slid past her lips until just the tip was in her mouth...and then rammed home with enough **** that it shook the wall.

BAM. BAM. BAM.

Somewhere not far away, a car alarm went off. Dust settled from the ceiling.

BAM. BAM. BAM.

Lois could feel the **** of the shock run through her body, jaw aching pleasantly from where the nuts were slapping her chin, and she tried to suck as hard as she could.

Me no am want cum. The bizarro thoughts ran through her head. Me no am going to get it.

BAM. BAM. BAM. BAM. BAM.

The thrusts picked up speed, and Lois pressed a third finger into her overflowing twat in expectation, wanting to taste it...

In the alley, Lobo gave a final wall-shaking thrust, bricks cracking on the facade, and unleashed his load. The pent-up lust of the last Czarnian burst out like a hot shot double of espresso in Lois' mouth, and she instinctively swallowed it down, only letting a little dribble down the corners of her mouth.

"I tell you what, slitch, that hit the spot." The bounty hunter said as he withdrew his dick, Lois keeping up the suction to leave it clean and shiny by the time it exited her lips.

"Me no am thank you," Lois tried to lick up the cum on the corner of her mouth. "You no am come again."