Lois Fucks Her Hard & Fast

It had been a long time since Lois Lane had been with anybody. The months before her night out had been a long dry spell, and even masturbation had lost its luster. Now, in this filthy bathroom of this cruddy club, with the impossible crimson cock that the DMN app had grown between her legs buried inside the equally ludicrous labia of Lana Lang, the reporter let loose.

Lana's back slammed into the door hard enough to rattle it off its hinges. The redhead's thighs squeezed the reporter's hips, and Lois grabbed her lover's ass as though she was afraid it would escape. They staggered around, lips locked together, until Lois could lean Lana against the edge of a sink—and thus braced, the reporter pressed that great crimson prick in as hard and deep and fast as she could.

The new dickgirl grabbed Lana's legs and spread them wide. The redhead's hands gripped the edge of the sink. Beneath her, water began to spurt out of the faucet...but neither of them paid any attention. Splayed open wide, Lois bent her knees and began to jackhammer the azure cunt before her. The great scarlet torpedo slammed in, hard and deep enough to make waves in the soft pale flesh of Lana's thighs, to bulge her belly just beyond the patch of blue flesh. Lana groaned in disbelief as the reporter, driven by a kind of madness between her legs, picked up her pace and plunged in and out of the sopping slit faster and faster, until her hips were a blur, the scarlet prick a glistening tube punching for Lana's cervix.

It was as though a beast had been unleashed inside of Lois. She couldn't stop her hips. Couldn't process the sensations of that hot, tight hole that gripped her prick...how good it felt...the friction, the sensitivity of the head, the strangely urgent pressure that built up deep inside of her, the little sounds that Lana made every time the reporter bottomed out...everything drove her on, utterly unable to cease fucking, to slow down, to even care that she might be hurting Lana...and Lana for herself began to shudder and scream, her whole body tense and quaking, hot juice splashing out over the reporter's abdomen.

It was the splash that made Lois look down, to see the blue coloration of Lana's cunt begin to spread, like a strange mold or infection, the skin around it shifting slowly to be bluer...and with a sickening realization, Lois looked down and saw the skin around her own cock was growing red as blood. Their demonic genitals were spreading...