Lois Is Not Done

For the first time since Lois Lane had met her, Angelica Blaze grinned. No smug half-smile was this, but her lips split to reveal rows of white teeth, her eyes alight with triumph. As she pulled her hand out of the reporter's ass, dick going limp, she stared down at the cum-spattered mess she had made of Lois Lane's pussy and ass, which gaped for half a heart beat before it collapsed...

She looked to Lois like the cat that had gotten the cream. Like someone who thought their job was well-done...when, as far as Lois was concerned, Blaze was just getting started.

The reporter's legs scissored out and caught Blaze behind the knees. Surprisingly strong as the dickgirl was, the reporter's move caught her by surprise and her knees buckled. As Blaze's hands went out to arrest her fall, Lois was already twisting, moving through high school wrestling moved, using her leverage in the confined space of the stall.

Which is how, before she really knew what was happening, Blaze found herself sitting on the ground, the back of her head on the rim of the toilet, her black hair floating in the water...and the reporter's spunk-filled pussy descending toward her face as Lois took her seat.

"You better hurry up and make me cum," the reporter said as she settled herself on the dickgirl's face, the nose stabbing her in her sore asshole. "Because pretty soon, I'm going to have to pee..."

As the reporter's hot cunny settled onto the dickgirl's face, as the demon's own salty spunk dripped onto her tongue, Blaze realized how quickly the tables had turned...and then she had a rather important decision to make, and quickly: eat her creampie out of Lois Lane's pussy, or show this cunt who was the boss.