Harley Quinn Is Seated In Lois Lane's Lap

"Ooof!" Breath exploded out of the reporter's lungs as the boney, muscular ass of Harley Quinn landed on her thighs, forcing the big dildo even deeper in her pussy. Olympic-level athletes aren't known for having bouncy butts, and Harley's tight little tuckus felt like pure muscle to Lois. Tears dripped down her cheeks as the **** reporter kept smiling, hoping the music would start and Harley would leap off again.

Except she didn't. Harley Quinn leaned back, her buttocks pressed against the reporter's crotch...and for the first time it dawn on Lois that she had a naked, beautiful woman in her lap...

"Gee, you got the big one, dontcha?" Harley said as she lifted her arms over their shoulders to grab the back of Lois Lane's head. "I can feel it pokin' me in the back right through your tummy! Bet that feels amazin'..."

Grinning through the sensation of her stuffed pussy, Lois managed to say: "Want...to switch...places?"

Harley gave a tiny laugh, almost out of character—and she seemed to relax a little, settling her head on the reporter's shoulder. Turned her face to nuzzle against Lois.

"Don' go thinkin' anythin' about this, okay? 'Cause my heart belongs to Ives. But a girl can't help but wonder...hmm, you smell good..."

"Let's see how she tastes," Ivy broke in...and Lois looked down to see the redheaded villain on her knees. With gentle strength, the villain spread Lois and Harley's legs wide...displaying the thick dildo lodged in the reporter's stuffed puss, and above it, the shaved, puffy labia of Harley Quinn, as unnaturally pale as the rest of her.

Ivy licked her lips.

"Yum. These both look scrumptious."