Chapter 13 by Zeebop

Does Lois Let Him Fuck Her Ass?

Not In The Ass

Yeah, no, Lois Lane thought as Buck's fantasy of roughly pumping his cock into her asshole played through his mind.

Yet what surprised her was to hear an echo of that thought in Buck's mind. He paused, his tongue still in her ass, while the reporter lay limp and unresponsive. She could read his confusion, thoughts suddenly muddled.

Inspiration struck. Lois Lane formed a thought and "said" it out loud in her mind.

Taste that sweet pussy.

Again, there was that odd "echo" as the telepathic reporter "heard" her own thought interrupt Buck's thoughtstream. The technician was aroused, hard...and it was only half a heartbeat before his tongue had moved from her brown eye to her pink eye, the soft muscle pushed between her labia to taste her depths.

A sensation of terrible power filled the reporter as she felt Buck eat her out. Nipples hard, pussy wet, arousal building with every moment. Lois Lane wondered what other thoughts she could plant in Buck's lust-addled brain. It felt so deliciously naughty to pretend to be his victim, when she could actually direct his thoughts.

Enough foreplay, Lois planted into Buck's mind...and to her shock, within a moment his cock was out and pressed against her pussy. Buck didn't need any stimulus to get him to fuck her. Getting him to stop before things went too far, that was going to be difficult.