Lois Pushes Back

Agitation burned within Lois Lane. The reporter was keenly aware of the note she had left herself, to mention her own journalistic ethics against fucking to get a story—but at the same time, she couldn't afford to alienate Angelica Blaze, who was her only lead. So when she grabbed the dickgirl's arms and pushed her back, still able to taste the spit in her mouth, the reporter knew she had to act fast.

"Wait...just...please. I'm not saying no, but I just...I was roofied tonight, okay? I'm not ready for...that. Right now. Maybe later. Okay? Later?" Lois said, staring into those dark eyes.

The tip of the cock, still peeking out from the waistband of Blaze's pants, oozed a single clear drop. The dickgirl made a sound in her throat...but she stepped back and licked her lips.

"Yeah, sorry. Guess I did come on too strong, what with everything you've gone through tonight and all. I should have been...more considerate." Angelica said, inching back toward the kitchen table to give the reporter space.

Lois gave a little sigh of relief. If the dickgirl had pressed further, the reporter knew she'd have had to break her balls. As it was, she felt as if she'd half-promised Angelica that things might go further later...something the reporter knew she would regret.

"Look, why don't I make some coffee, and you can tell me what you know about the missing women and who took them?" Lois said. "Once I have a little more information, we can go from there, right?"

"Sure," Angelica said, leaning her ass against the table. It took an effort of will for Lois to turn around again, expecting any moment for the dickgirl to grab her from behind...but no, Angelica behaved herself as the reporter measured out grounds and water and added a little cardamom for flavor.

Yet she could feel the dickgirl's eyes on her. The thin robe did nothing to hide the soft curve of the reporter's ass, and was short enough to emphasize Lois Lane's long, toned legs. Lois made sure to cinch the robe a little tighter, to hide her breasts before she turned around.

"So...start from the beginning," Lois said, as the coffee pot percolated away.

Angelica talked. Her eyes...and the tip of her exposed dick, which was still in plain view...betrayed her desire. Yet she kept her distance as she spoke about the weeks at the club, the young women from the university that would come and go, the strange men that had apparently been preying on them...and the dark cars that the women had been shuffled into.

"What makes you think they're LexCorp?" Lois said, as the coffee burbled. She turned back to pour it into two cups.

"Last time, I saw Tonya stuffed into the car. I followed them...discreetly. We ended up at a LexCorp facility. I saw them go in, but I didn't stick around to watch her come out. That was a week ago." Blaze said.

"Can you show me this facility?" Lois asked...and as she turned back, she saw that the dickgirl's legs had spread wide, and the drooling tip of her dick had pushed all the way up past the waistband, so that the underside of the glans was fully exposed.

"Maybe. It's hard to remember every little detail when I'm distracted by your beauty."