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Chapter 9 by Zeebop Zeebop

Does Lois Lane Love or Hate Having Her Ass Eaten Out?

Lois Lane's Mind Hates It, But Her Body Loves It

All her life, Lois Lane had known her asshole was dirty. Going to the bathroom had always been an embarrassing experience. Anal sex had just been impossible for her to watch. She couldn't believe how any woman could demean herself to let someone stick their cock and tongue into such a dirty, filthy shithole. It was part of the reason why Lois had been so obsessed with enemas—to keep herself cleaned out. To minimize the trauma of the whole bathroom experience.

Yet here she was, bent over, ass in the air, and Poison Ivy's tongue was swirling around inside her pert little pucker. Lois Lane bit her lip and buried her face into the couch cushion. The reporter's cheeks burned as Ivy groped her ass, spread the reporter's cheeks wide so that her tongue could push deeper past Lois Lane's sphincter. The reporter quivered in barely-contained shame, utterly aghast at being violated like this...at her dirtiest place being penetrated, defiled, tasted...and what was worse...

...it felt so good!

The reporter couldn't stifle a moan as her ass seemed to melt against the heat of Ivy's breath. The hot lips sucked on Lois Lane's quivering asshole, and the tongue swirled around inside of her little hole. Lois Lane hated the wrongness of it all...but she couldn't stop the drip from her pussy onto Ivy's chest, couldn't repress the shivers through her body as Ivy's feet on the back of her head pressed the reporter's face deeper into the cushion, couldn't stop squeezing her asshole around that little tongue as though she was sucking it with her dirty little hole.

Tears came to Lois Lane's eyes. Great sobs threatened to wrack her body. She hated this...she hated how her body betrayed her. How the sensual heat built and built inside of her. Lois could hear the disgusting, lascivious slurping as Ivy got loud, her toes massaged the back of Lois Lane's neck, knees pressed against the reporter's sides.

Little did Lois Lane know, Poison Ivy was just getting started. The redheaded villain had such plans for this ass...

What kind of plans?

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