Chapter 19 by Zeebop

How Does Lois Help Get Blaze Off?

Lois Gives Blaze A Footjob

How did I get here? Lois Lane wondered.

The reporter was on the bed in her bedroom, still in her robe, not that it hid much of her slim figure. She held the double shot glass in her hands, right before the tip of Angelica Blaze's cock...

...and her bare feet were inexpertly stroking the shaft.

Lois wasn't sure why this was doing anything for the dickgirl. Knees akimbo, it was taking most of the reporter's concentration to keep her feet together as they rubbed the big hard-on while keeping the glass in front of Angie's urethra. Yet there was no hiding the way the dickgirl bit her lip, or how her hips were moving a little on their own, fucking the reporter's soles as if she was thrusting it inside Lois Lane's pussy.

Which bare slit was, the reporter realized, probably moving in and out of the dickgirl's view. A flush covered Lois Lane's cheeks from ear to ear. She'd never done something like this before, and wondered if it was some side effect of whatever she'd been **** with earlier this evening...or if it was just her own curiosity, getting her into trouble once again, as it often did.

The reporter tried to keep her game face on, but it was hard—she was facing the thrusting dick, could smell the masculine scent, feel the heat of that hard pole beneath the soles of her feet, hear Blaze begin to pant, the dickgirl grinning like the cat that ate the canary...and when Lois tore her eyes away from the piss slit for just a second, their eyes locked...and Angelica had another idea.