Make Lois Eat Both Their Pussies

Clothes came off. Two young, athletic bodies rubbed against each other, lips locked, hands roaming over their tight bodies, nipples hard...and with a grunt, Barbara moved on top, using her knees to push open Kara's legs. Their flat stomaches pressed against each other, their clits nearly kissed...and into that sweaty, hot little cave Lois Lane pressed her face.

Her tongue slid up and down the two creases, marveling at the differences. Intellectually, Lois had known that pussies came in every shape and size, and that there were many different ways the labia could appear...but now she had first-hand glimpse of two on top of each other. Supergirl's slit was little more than a crease in the smooth mound of her labia, covered with golden blonde fuzz; Batgirl's labia was larger, darker, protruding out from her lips, shaved smooth.

Their tastes too were different—Batgirl's pussy was more tart, acidic, sharp on the reporter's tongue. Supergirl's was...different. There was an unfamiliar tang to it, something Lois couldn't quite place. Not unpleasant, just odd. Almost salty and metallic, like a taste of seawater...

"Deeper!" Barbara grasped, her thighs clamping on the top of Lois Lane's head.

Beneath her, Kara reached down to grab and knead Batgirl's tight, muscular ass.

"Gentle, love," the blonde panted. "There's plenty of time for her to lick us both...like a good girl should..."

Lois redoubled her efforts. She was thankful, after all, for everything both of these heroes had done for her...and perhaps there was something more than that. Some last lingering influence of Ivy's formula made her a little more horny, a little more suggestible than she otherwise would be. All Lois knew was...she wanted to munch both of these rugs. To hear these women cry out in pleasure. To finger herself until she came hard and long with her tongue buried deep in their twats.

Batgirl, however, was not happy with this current arrangement. She had something else in mind...