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Chapter 17 by Zeebop Zeebop

How does Lois motivate Leroy?

A Nice, Quick Blowjob

"Leroy," Lois spoke the word as if savoring each syllable. She leaned over him, letting him get a good look down her cleavage, and placed her hands on his knees. "My name is Margot. I need some help, Leroy. I need a friend. Someone to do me a favor. Tell me what's going on around here."

"I...I can't do that..." Leroy said, but Lois was already getting down on her knees. The smell of the pudgy black nerd's dick was reaching her from here...he'd been stuck in that chair for hours, she didn't doubt, and there was a grime of white scum around the edges of the foreskin that had been peeled back to expose his purple cockhead.

"Are you sure, Leroy? Because friends do each other favors. I'd like to do you a favor right now."

The reporter grinned as she lowered her head. Her forehead actually brushed the hairy, fat belly as her lips kissed the tip of his pecker. She could feel him release the dick to grab the arms of the chairs as she opened her mouth, tongue swirling around the cock...and tasted Cheeto crumbs, grease, salty sweat, and the bitter, crumbly smegma as her lips closed around the flared glans. Maybe he was about to blow at any moment; a low moan issued from her throat, high-pitched and almost girly.

It had to be his first blowjob.

Lois let her head sink deeper and began to inhale, cheeks hollowing as she slowly bobbed up and down, taking his cock a little more into each mouth each time, until the rubbery head was brushing against the top of his mouth. It was, to the reporter's surprise, a decent piece of meat, a little bigger than it looked, because of the hanging gut. If Leroy had lost some weight, Lois had no doubt it would be impressive. As it was, she began to speed up, her tongue running down the sensitive underside...and his moans rose and rose, until with a squeal somewhere between agony and ecstasy she felt the bitter spurt fill her mouth.

Still keeping "in character," Lois slurped, sucking up the last drop. Holding the nasty mess in her mouth like a loogie she didn't dare swallow. Rising off her knees, she reached out and took a cup of Mountain Dew and, tilting it until the acidic liquid touched her lips, discreetly spit it out while pretending she was drinking.

Leroy sank back into his chair, utterly shocked, his cock hanging out of his pants.

"Now," Lois said, putting the cup back down. "Are we friends?"

Does Leroy tell Lois what he knows, or does he need more convincing?

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