Valeria Gets Fucked

In response, Valeria pushed her ass back, letting Lois Lane's fingers sink deeper into her twat. The reporter growled and tugged upward, roughly pulling at the slick, sensitive slit. With a hiss, the Latina rose onto the balls of her feet, trying to lessen the pain in her cunny—but she never said a word.

"Cat got your tongue, you rug-munching dyke?" Lois said, the word exploding out of her with unexpected vitriol. "We'll see how you like it..."

The reporter **** Valeria's wrist upward and pressed the Latina's big wet tits hard against the tiled wall, and the woman's face twisted with pain, eyes clamping tight—and then they shot open and bugged out Lois pressed her fingers together into a steeple inside of the oozing pussy.

They grunted together, locked in a battle of wills as the steaming water poured out around them. Little by little Lois pushed her fingers deeper into that cunt. Valeria gasped and twisted in the reporter's gasp...but she didn't fight too hard. Lois knew why, too.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you slut?" Lois pressed her face into the mass of wet hair so that she could whisper into Valeria's ear. "You like something big and hard in your pussy? I bet that's how you like it. With your cunthole gaping all night. Not like you have to be tight for some guy, right? You're taking my hand so easily, I'll bet you do this kind of thing a lot. How many big, fat fucking toys do you have at home?"

Valeria's lower lip quivered as the reporter's knuckles pressed hard against her...but she couldn't escape, not from Lois Lane's arm bar and not from the fist that was forcing its way up her cunt.

"Tell you what, cocksocket," Lois said soothingly. "Tell me what I want to know and I'll fist you with both hands. Spread that moneymaker wide. How would you like to cum with me double-fisting you, hmm?"

Lois wondered if she had judged the other woman correctly. So far, Valeria had given as good as she got, hanging on long past the point many women would have screamed bloody **** or tried to fight back with heels and elbows. Valeria sucked on her lip. The hand held behind her back had gone limp in the reporter's grip. As Lois ground her knuckles left and right, she could feel the cunt start to give...teasing the whole fist without jamming it in just yet.