Lois Makes Jimmy Eat His Own Cum

It was like a little devil perched on her shoulder, whispering to her the naughty deed she should do.

Fingers still rubbing his prostate, Lois Lane brought her hand and its hot, salty cargo up to his mouth. Instinctively, he tried to get away, turning his head left and right, but there was nowhere for him to go.

"Come on, Jimmy," she said. Her nipples were hard, face flushed. Excited at the prospect of making him eat his own jizz. "Don't tell me you've never thought about it. Maybe you've even done it before?"

"No!" He insisted, panic in his voice.

"Always a first time," she said, and stabbed her fingers deeper in his ass.

"Ow—" He opened his mouth, and Lois clamped her hand over his lips. The salty load oozing into his mouth.

"Don't you dare spit it out," Lois said, pulling her fingers slowly out and drawing them apart. His asshole was fighting her, and she loved the way it quivered and squeezed.

"Come on," she whispered. "It's not like you're gay, is it? You're man enough to eat your own cum, aren't you? If you did blow your load in a girl before she came, you'd go down on her and eat her out, wouldn't you? How is this any different?"

Lois smiled. "Oh, right. Because you didn't fuck a girl. You got fucked."

She began to slide her fingers in and out of the ass, his buttock quaking as she violated him again and again, and she wondered if his pathetic little prick was jumping as she did so.

"Come on, Jimmy. Lick my fingers clean, and we can end this...if you want to."

An erotic thrill ran through her spine as she felt, very tentatively, a warm wet tongue against her palm.