Lois Lane Eats Her Own Pussy

The reporter, in the demon's body, took a deep breath. Tried to find her center. Her crimson hands gripped Blaze's legs above the knees, to hold those thighs apart. Lois could feel her cock...the demon's cock...throb, **** to plunge into that tight hole...but Lois was more than a creature of base instinct.

She pulled Blaze to the edge of the bed, and dropped down to one knee. Lowered her face to what had, until a minute ago, been her own pussy. There was one sure way to make Blaze cum without Lois cumming herself.

"No!" Blaze shouted as the reporter's tongue tasted her own cunny. Despite the pain of her dislocated arms, the demon-in-a-woman's body sat up. She tried to kick her legs, to thrash her body...but she was fighting against her own body's superhuman strength...and now, against her own tongue, with Lois Lane to guide it.

The demon flopped back against the bed and panted as Lois ran her tongue over and over the labia...kissed the little clitoris...explored her inner lips in a way that she never could before. Her tongue ran over the little scar that Lois had gotten as a teenager, when she had fallen while on a balance beam, and kissed the freckle on the upper left labia that no-one else had ever seen...and Blaze cried and growled in frustration at her powerlessness as Lois Lane slowly, methodically ate her out.

The sexual tension built and built inside the human body...and in her desperation, Blaze played her final trump card.

"HELP! HELP, ****!" The demon screamed in Lois Lane's voice. "SUPERMAN, HELP! I'M BEING ****!"