"You're The One Fucking My Ass!"

Lois Lane blushed hotly, pulling against Lana's hands, but the redheaded dickgirl held the reporter firmly in her lap. Lana continued to flex her abs, making the cock move inside Lois Lane's ass.

"And I love it," Lana said. "I've never felt anything like this. I think you love it too."

The reporter glowered...but didn't want to admit that she was actually enjoying having a cock in her ass.

Lana sat up. Her lips pressed into the back of the reporter's neck.

"I want more," the redhead said. "I want you on your knees. I want to be able to slide my big dick in and out of your ass, and grope your tits as they hang free, and hear the little moans that come from your mouth as you beg me to fill you with my cum."

The reporter felt the burn on her cheeks intensify. Lana's hands wandered up over the reporter's stomach, sliding up to grasp Lois Lane's breasts.

"Come on," she whispered. "You know you want it. Lois Lane. Butt slut."

"Lana Lang, butt fucker." The reporter countered, and immediately felt childish for doing so...and then, on a whim, she said: "Fine. In the stall."

There was a moment, when Lana's cock slipped out of her, and Lois had the sudden urge to go to the bathroom...but she didn't feel like she had to go, really. It was just that she felt so empty.

Moments later, the reporter was naked except for her shoes, bent over the toilet, waving her ass in the air.

"Come on, then," Lois said, flustered, not wanting Lana to see how flustered she was.

The redhead locked the door behind them. Lois could almost picture the hand squeezing the base of that stiff cock.

"Just admiring the view," Lana said. "So tell me...butt slut...do you want me to fuck your ass slow, or hard?"