Panic

"Oh...oh fuck me." Maria moaned, blood draining from her face.

"That's what I've been doing." Lois smiled, mood still playful.

"No, I mean...oh fuck, I'm fucked!" She stared down at where Lois Lane's dick was buried in her crotch with something like horror.

"Um...yeah, I mean...we've been fucking..." The reporter sensed that the mood had changed.

"No, I mean you actually came in me! I could get fucking pregnant for real!" The barmaid hissed.

"Well...I mean, you asked me to. Begged me to. I thought you wanted it."

"No! I mean yes, I said that but...it was the heat of the moment! Like going ass to mouth! When I'm ready to orgasm I'll scream any kind of thing, I'll call you papi I..." Maria covered her face with her hands. "...my mama told me this would happen one of these days."

Lois, confused pulled out. She stared at the pussy, a dollop of white jizz just visible at the entrance.

"Well, it doesn't look that bad, maybe..."

The young woman flexed her internal muscles. A long, slow deluge of thick white cream began to ooze out of the fresh-fucked cunt. Millions of sperm, thicker than any Lois had ever seen. Just the sight of it was erotic...

She shook her head.

"Okay, so yeah. I came in you. But that doesn't mean you're knocked up! And if you're worried about it we can go to a pharmacy and get you some Plan B and...it'll be fine. Nothing to worry about."

Maria sniffed. "I don't have insurance." she whispered.

Lois sighed. Now she knew how guys felt. Or something.

"I'll pay for it. C'mon, let's get dressed."

The young woman moved her fingers aside. "Really? You'd do that for me?"

"Sure?" Lois said, trying to project less confusion than she felt.