Open Mouth, Insert Cock

Pamela Isley hesitated. Lex Luthor had brought her onto this project for her expertise in the biological sciences. Now he was standing there, staring vacantly into the distance, cock wet and flaccid.

She had to admit, her curiosity was piqued.

"I warned Luthor about proceeding with human testing so soon," Isley shucked out of her labcoat, revealing the costume of green leaves underneath. She had grown it herself. "Is the effect permanent?"

Lois smiled.

"Not for me. Eventually, the red kryptonite mutation will wear off. For Lex Luthor and the lucky woman who sucks me off...well, we'll see."

"Tell me why," the redhead said, green eyes flashing.

"Because Lex Luthor was very smart," Lois said. "Too smart. I feel like I'm about to explode. I need to...burn off some excess intellect."

Poison Ivy folded her labcoat and set it on the ground before Lois Lane's feet. She placed her knees on the folded cloth. The reporter's cock was now at mouth-level.

"I don't really...do this a lot," Isley said. Lois released her grip on the erect dick as the redhead's green-gloved hand slid into place. "To be honest, I prefer girls."

"You and Harley Quinn aren't exclusive, are you?" Lois asked.

"Not...yet," Isley ran her tongue along the underside of the cockhead, up and over the urethra, tasting the salty precum.

"Maybe when we're done," Lois said. "You'll think of a way to change that."

Taking a deep breath, Ivy opened her mouth and slid her lips over the girlcock in front of her, taking it into her mouth.