Messy

They were getting close. Lois could feel it in the urgency of the thrusts as she was taken on both ends, Jimmy's balls bouncing on her chin, the steadily increasing rhythmic slam of hips against the bathroom wall. She wanted to lose herself in the moment, to take it all in...but she knew she couldn't risk it.

Jimmy tapped Lois' shoulder, and she yanked her mouth off him. The skinny schlong bobbed free and began to spurt. Lois laughed and grabbed the pale dick as his hot cream sprayed against her face, white rivulets racing down her chin. Her hands stroked the hard, wet length of it, milking the spunk out of the Daily Planet's star photographer. Jimmy himself was lost in the moment, eyes zeroed in on the sight he never thought he'd see—his own seed sprayed across Lois Lane's face.

Lois wondered if that was one of Jimmy's little fetishes. Lots of photographers did that, she knew. It was almost a ritual act. To take the perfect picture and then defile it. She pictured him in a dark room, rubbing one out over a glossy photo of her...maybe even a candid shot. A flash of panties when she didn't know he was looking. A wardrobe malfunction, bit of nipple peeking out of a dress. Or just a shirt without a bra, her bare breasts straining and visible through the material, like last summer when they'd gone to the beach to cover the Atlantis business...

Behind her, Lois suddenly felt a quiver in the cock that was sliding in and out of her—intuition prompted her to pull far forward, almost nuzzling Jimmy's balls, until the hard shaft popped out of her snatch with a wet schluck. Her timing was perfect, as a warm, wet rain splattered against her ass...or at least she hoped it was. The cock that had been in her was bare, no condom...well, she would worry about that in the future.

Lois stood up, cum still dripping from her face and her ass. Jimmy stood there in post-orgasmic glow. His dick was wilting visibly, and she ran her hand underneath it, to gently cup his balls. Let him feel just the tips of her fingernails, which brought him firmly back into the present.

"Now Jimmy..." the reporter began.