Jimmy Olsen Jamming His Cock Down Lady Satanus Throat

It was not a sight that Lois Lane had ever hoped to see. Jimmy Olsen with his fly open, holding a dark-skinned goth woman by the pigtails as her fucked face. She was on her knees, back against a brick wall, and so thin and frail that even the milquetoast JImmy was easily manhandling her. Her fishnet stockings were ripped at the knees, and the cut-off t-shirt she wore barely contained her tits, the underboobs clearly visible: no bra, and no panties beneath the leather microskirt either. The glossy black hair was arranged in spikes like the crest of a bird, but there was nothing predatory in her demeanor...more like a cuckoo who had fallen out of the nest. Tears ran down from the whore's eyes, dragging dark lines of mascara down her cheeks as Jimmy did his best to stuff his balls in her mouth too.

"Take it all, you slut, you whore, you stupid cunt!" Jimmy said as he humped her face. "I'm going to stuff my whole cock down your throat and jizz in your lungs, you—"

"James Olsen!" Lois Lane's voice rang out through the alley, channeling her mother's most disapproving tone. "You take your penis out of her mouth right now, mister!"

Inside Lady Satanus' mouth, Jimmy's balls shrank and tried to crawl up inside his body. He paused in mid face-fuck, like a dear caught fucking another dear in the middle of a highway as the lights of a truck barreled down toward him.

"Miss Lane? It...it's not what it looks like, I paid..."

Behind Lois, Raven's creepiest voice reached out to put a shiver down his spine.

"Move it or lose it," the witch said. The shadows shifted menacingly on all sides of the slender ginger-haired man. "Literally."

Jimmy pulled his now-flaccid dick out from between the prostitute's mouth. She coughed and sputtered, then dry-heaved.

"It's... it's okay," she said. "He paid extra for rough stuff. I don't mind..."

Lois Lane stood over the whore who knelt in the alley. She looked impossibly thin. Her skin was young and smooth, but emaciated, and the eyes...those dark eyes...were impossibly ancient.

"I, uh...I do women too...groups...real cheap..." Those dark eyes flickered as she looked over Lois and Raven, as if not sure who else might be with them.

The roar of Lady Satanus' stomach filled the alley.

"Or, uh...can I finish that blowjob? I haven't really eaten today..." Lady Satanus said, listlessly.

Lois frowned. She looked at Raven and raised an eyebrow, genuinely not sure how to handle this situation.