The Young Woman

Lois watched the hazel eyes of the young woman widen, a blush creep across her cheeks as she came forward. The reporter watched her stumble forward, taking in every detail: small plugs stretching out her earlobes, hair shaved on one side, died black and green near the tips, pale legs wrapped in thin fishnets, disappearing into black cut-off shorts. A bare midriff revealing a few inches of soft, thin stomach and a pierced navel, a tight black shirt that didn't hide the push-up bra that gave her small chest a bit of cleavage. Nails painted black but trimmed short. Contacts in the eyes, with the little indentations on the nose that suggested she normally wore glasses...

...and, flashing there just for a moment, a soft pink tongue, pierced with a stud.

Blaze grinned, pressing Lois' hips down so that the shemale's cock pressed deeper into the reporter. Her fingers held the asshole wide open, and Lois realized, with a sense of terrible shock, that she couldn't close it against those fingers holding it open...and something about that added vulnerability made her shiver.

The girl stopped next to Lois, suddenly unsure of herself, of the crowd that was watching them. Lois held out a hand. The young blinked, then slipped her right hand into the reporter's own, fingers stained with her own juices.

"Do you like what you see?" The reporter caught the young woman's eyes and held it.

"Y-yeah," the young woman's blush deepened. "You're so hot."

Lois shifted her grip, holding the proffered hand by the wrist. Slowly, she opened her mouth and engulfed two fingers—closing her lips and sucking softly. Salty, slightly bitter...sweat and something else, that undefinable taste of a woman. The young woman didn't resist or pull back at all.

"You taste good," Lois stared into the young woman's eyes. "Why don't you see how I taste?"

The hazel eyes widened, but she didn't move. So Lois made it an order.

"Lick me."

Almost in a daze, the young woman nodded...and took three steps to stand behind Lois, to stare at where the reporter and Blaze were joined, the cock slowly thrusting in and out of the cunt, an inch at a time, lips hugging the shaft as it withdrew, bunching up as it plunged in, the fat testicles dangling like plums between the shemale's thighs...and Lois' asshole, gaping open between Blaze's fingers, a taut ring stretched horizontally between the digits, the hemispheres of her ass pulled apart to put it on display...and the young woman moved closer and closer yet, breathing in their shared scents, all the sweat and musk of their rutting, and extended that pierced tongue to do her duty.