Make Ivy Cum

Roger that, Lois Lane thought as she deciphered the Caped Crusader's message. The reporter's mind felt perfectly clear now—despite the sexual heat that filled her body, she seemed to ride over the tide of lust. Her tongue was still buried in Poison Ivy's buttocks, and the undercover Batgirl was still tonguing the reporter's own twat, but now Lois out from under the villain's mental domination.

Which is why, as her tongue continued to swirl around and around in Ivy's anus, the reporter's nose firmly buried in the crack of the plant-woman's ass, Lois Lane brought her arm up between Ivy's legs. Her fingers parted the petals of the villain's flower and slipped inside. Lois felt the tensing of Ivy's muscles as her fingers squirmed inside the villain's pussy, unprepared as she was for this sudden intrusion.

"F-fuck," Ivy muttered...but she did not order Lois to stop.

As a woman herself, Lois knew something of a woman's week spots. A man would have simply jammed her fingers up as deep and hard into Ivy's cunny as they could go, like a taproot searching for water. Lois went slower and gentler. Rubbed the slick insides of Ivy's honeypot with her middle two fingers, as her pinky and pointer splayed the labia wide. Onlookers laughed as they saw Ivy exposed like that in public, but the villain had begun to tremble, lost in her own pleasure as the reporter's tireless tongue moved inside of her.

Then Lois brought out her secret weapon. Her left hand reached around, the pads of her fingers found and began to rub the plant-woman's clit in slow circles.

Not many people were ambidextrous...and it taxed Lois Lane's own limits, to rub the clit, finger the pussy, and rim Ivy's ass all at once, all while Batgirl was beneath her and planted wet kisses on the reporter's own quivering quim. It was not a performance that Lois could keep up long...but long enough.

"Oh...oh...Oh...OH...OOOOOHHHHH!" Ivy's moans grew and grew, her thighs tensed, pussy squeezed tight on the fingers that plunged in and out of her tight twat, and her climax was marked by a howl that sent a cheer up among the watching clubgoers.