Lois Gets Wet

The reporter's thighs were damp. Her eager puss was leaking all over her legs, the trickle of cunt-juice dribbling down and pooling on the sheets beneath her as Angelica Blaze sucked on her toes, the shemale's patient tongue sliding up and over her foot, down to her ankles...

Lois knew their inevitable target. A terrible eagerness burned within her, a mixture of sexual excitement and the adrenaline thrill that went through her whenever she got a break in a case. The plan was to fuck Blaze ****, and then slip away to explore the secret passage...and Lois wanted to do both of those things, but her patience to wait through the one to get to the other was twisting her up inside.

So she squirmed, pulling gently at the handcuffs to let Angelica hear the clink against the bedframe. carefully, she began to breath a little faster, letting a little noise out each time she breathed out. The reporter couldn't touch herself, but she tried to will her body to all the signs of arousal, hoping to encourage her lover to move faster, to get on with it and fuck her.

Yet Angelica Blaze was in no such hurry.

Hands clutched at the reporter's knees, carefully prying them apart. The long, lazy tongue trailed up Lois' right calf, finding and exploring the sweaty hollow behind her knee. Then a line of kisses up the inside of the reporter's thighs...and Lois didn't have to fake the tremble that ran through her thighs as the kisses turned into love-nips, teeth biting gently into the sensitive skin, moving ever closer and closer...

Angelica's tongue pressed gently at the small patch that separated Lois' pussy and asshole. Her lips pressed against that tainted spot, where no lover had ever touched the reporter before...and Lois squirmed for real now, her heart thundering in her chest, wondering if Blaze was going to lick her pussy or her ass next.

Never imagining that for someone like Angelica Blaze, there was a third option.