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Chapter 19 by Zeebop Zeebop

Does Lois Lane on the dick?

Lois Lane Chokes

Lois Lane's jaw hurt. She breathed in and out through her nostrils. Drool spilled out the sides of the reporter's mouth, uncontrollable. The reporter's hands clawed at Angelica's thighs, but the young woman—dickgirl—didn't heed Lois's pawing. Too late, Lois Lane felt the swelling cock press at the opening to her throat. Even soft, it was too big—too fat—and she began to gag, throat convulsing, gorge rising.

Angelica Blaze's hands clamped down tighter on the reporter's head.

"A little deeper...by Lucifer, I want to fuck your tight throat..."

"Ucgh...gcch...huu..." Lois Lane's eyes widened as the cock slowly inched down her throat. Her lungs began to burn. There was something terrible about trying to draw air through her nose and none of it actually reaching her lungs. Instead, it just seemed to suck the cock down farther...

At university, Lois Lane had once been talked into trying "the **** game." Erotic asphyxiation. **** yourself out while masturbating. She hadn't lasted very long. The whole idea was too scary to her, the repercussions too terrible. In her job as an investigative reporter, Lois Lane had come near **** many times, but to get choked out...

The young women who had talked her into it said that it heightened your sexual awareness. That you could hallucinate, get high, without marijuana or other **** that they couldn't afford. Lois remembered how she had crossed her hands in front of her neck, and pressed her thumbs down into the soft skin...but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Now here she was, the darkness closing in, **** to **** on cock. She looked up and the dark figure of Angelica Blaze blurred...pale skin was red, dark horns emerged from that broad forehead, dark eyes were glowing white pits...and Lois wondered if this was the hallucination, if it was working.

This is a really stupid way to die, the reporter thought. It wasn't the first time tonight she had felt close to ****...and sex...

You won't die tonight, Lois, Angelica's void sounded inside the reporter's head. That isn't how tonight ends.

How Does The Night End?

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