Chapter 18 by Zeebop

How Does Lois React?

Make Blaze Clean Up Her Mess

Lois moved her fingers down, spreading her pussy wide. Flexed her internal muscles, pushing down. A thick white goo slid out of the wet, fresh-fucked slit. It was almost hypnotic, watching the jizz leak out of her...knowing there was more inside of her.

Yet the reporter didn't feel shocked or angry like she thought she would. Indeed, she seemed to just be floating on top of it all, mutely watching the cum squeeze out of her. But it wasn't enough. She lifted her head and stared into the escort's eyes.

"Clean me up," Lois told Angelica Blaze, her voice offering no room for protest.

Nor did any protest come.

The dickgirl slid down onto her belly on the bed, hands moving under the reporter's knees, spreading her legs wide. Her mouth opened to reveal a long red tongue, which immediately began to lap at Lois Lane's crotch.

Lois shivered, pussy still sensitive even after their recent fucking. Blaze's mouth moved all over the outside, willingly slurping down her own cum, something that none of Lois Lane's previous lovers had ever been willing to do. Sex was one thing, oral sex one thing, but sucking their own jizz out of her pussy had always been a line too far...until now.

"Deeper," the reporter panted, feeling the terrible gravid idol staring at her. The whole idea of being watched was making her wet all over again. "Get it all."

Blaze pressed her lips against the reporter's cunt, Lois Lane's fingers against the dickgirl's cheeks. Those dark eyes looked up into the reporter's own as the tongue pushed in, sliding through the reporter's channel. Deep...deeper than any tongue had gone into the reporter.

When Lois Lane's thighs were quivering, Angelica raised herself up. The dickgirl ripped the broken condom off of her cock. Laid the warm, hard organ against the spit-slick labia.

"There's more. Deep inside," Blaze licked her lips, Lois Lane's juices dripping off her chin. "You want me to go get it?"

Lois shook, body hotter than before, stomach fluttering. She almost imagined that she could feel those last few drops of semen, deep down inside her, pooling beneath her cervix.