Maria Plays Hard To Get

Lois Lane's cock throbbed. She'd only had a cock for a few minutes, and already it was so swollen that it hurt like a son of a bitch. The futasphinx could feel is slap into her tawny stomach with each step. Before her, on her back, Maria's human-like face smiled coyly. The reporter tried to position herself over her...

...and just when the tip of her cock looked like it might touch that drooling slit, Maria pushed herself backward with her rear paws. Slid across the floor, away from the reporter.

The futasphinx growled in frustration. She moved forward, and Maria moved back. The female sphinx pawed playfully at Lois Lane, batting at the reporter's tits as Lois tried to line the tip of her cock up with that hot, sticky pussy. Lois could feel the agitation build and build inside of her. The cock that thrummed against her belly was too tense. Every slinky movement of that sphinx-bitch made something inside of Lois build and build, like a spring getting tenser and tenser.

Until at last the back of Maria's head hit a corner of the room. Then her hazel eyes went wide. Nowhere left to run. The reporter dove forward. The tip of her animalistic prick dug into the soft fur between Maria's legs.

"Is this what you wanted, slut?" Lois growled, as she struggled with the last vestige of her self-control. "Just like a bitch in heat? Huh? Like an animal? Is that all you are now?"

"Yessss," Maria said, eyes wide. Her furry hips shifted, to rub her wet slit over the tip of the reporter's drooling cock. "I need it ssso bad..."