Lois Promises

"So be it," Blaze said. "The women are released. They will go back to their lives tomorrow, remembering only a terrible two weeks of drunken debauchery. You can ask them all about it..."

The cock stabbed deep into the reporter's cunt and Lois moaned in pleasure.

"...and that is what I want to hear!" Blaze grinned.

Lois leaned forward, instinctively. Her lips sought out the demon's her mouth suddenly hot and needing to be filled. Blaze's tongue curled around her own, pure white eyes wide with surprise at the sudden change in the reporter. It was like a dam had broken inside of her. She had accomplished her mission, and now...now...

"Fuck me, please," Lois begged, panting hard, her hands sliding down to the demon's breasts. "Please, I haven't been fucked for so long..."

"I knew it!" Blaze hissed, flexing her cock inside the reporter.

With a frustrated squeal, Lois rolled, pushing the demon down onto her side and then her back. On top, Lois bit her lip as she felt the cock slide deep inside of her. Hands still crushing the demon's titties, the reporter began to roll her hips, grinding her crotch against the demon's trying to stimulate her clit.

The moans came freely from her lips, the soft, non-verbal breathy expulsions from deep down by her diaphragm. Lois could feel the small, soft tits beneath her hands, nipples hard, but most of her mind was focused on her pussy, hips rising and falling as she rode the hard dick. Months...months without a dick, touching herself in bed, dreaming of Superman...

Blaze's hands rubbed the reporter's thighs, a smile of triumph on her face as the reporter, lost in sexual bliss, fucked herself on her hard cock. She could feel her load building, and knew that it would seal the reporter's fate. Soon, her victory would be complete!

Then Lois Lane moaned a name...