Maria's Ass

Lois inched forward, and breathed in Maria's scent. Her hands gripped the fleshy orbs of the barmaid's ass, and pulled them apart. The reporter reached out her tongue, let the tip play on the clit. Maria shuddered, but her hips held steady as Lois ran his tongue slowly upwards over her labia. The barmaid's juices had a slightly vinegary taste, which seemed to merge with the heady smell of her sex in the reporter's head.

Nor did she stop when her tongue reached the end of the barmaid's pussy, and ran her rough tongue over the sensitive taint...and continued on, until the reporter's mouth reached the tight pucker of her asshole.

Maria was clean, which was a blessing as Lois ran the tip of her tongue around the outside of the anus, preparatory licks—and then dove in. Her lips locked around Maria's asshole, her nose just above the crack of the woman's ass, and the reporter's hard, hot tongue battered insistently on the back gate.

Slowly, Lois pressed harder, her saliva lubricating the way...and the tongue slipped in. Hot wet flesh squeezed her tongue, which swirled around inside. Maria, for her part, began to shift her hips, to encourage the intruding tongue even deeper into her depths.

Lois opened her jaw as wide as it could go, and pulled Maria onto her face. Her tongue stretched deep into the woman, she drew it in and out. She could hear the barmaid moan as the reporter fucked her ass with her tongue.

Downstairs

"Dammit, what is taking her?" Lex cursed. The cameras in the bathroom couldn't make out what was happening, though he knew neither Maria or Lois Lane had left. He switched channels on the internal comms. "Mercy, something is wrong. Get Miss Lane to the next stage of the proceedings." He settled back in his chair.