Aisha Is Not Wearing A Condom

The black transsexual grunted as she bust her nut deep in Lois Lane's cunt...and the reporter shuddered as she felt something warm running down her thighs.

"H-hey! I thought you were wearing a condom!" Lois huffed, hips still grinding into Maria.

"Sorry honey," Aisha said, pushing her viagra-hard cock in and out of Lois for a couple strokes. "Must have burst. But I tell you what,"

She leaned forward and whispered in the reporter's ear. "If the baby's black, I'll fuck you right through the third trimester."

There was nothing much to say about that, now that the damage had been done. Lois turned to fuck Maria with a vengeance, pounding her cock into the young woman trapped between her and the wall. The young Latina squealed as she threw her arms around Lois Lane's neck, kissing her mouth as she urged her on to blow her load.

Which Lois did only a minute or two later. The pressure built up between her legs, growing with each thrust, her hard cock trapped in that impossibly hot, wet space between Maria's thighs. When she came...the first ejaculation of her life...Lois shook and shuddered, the thick load traveling the whole length of her cock and bursting out.

Lois panted as she let Maria down, glad that she had been wearing a condom—and, as she pulled it out of the young woman's wet crotch, that the little balloon had held. She felt Aisha pull out of her, unleashing more sperm down the reporter's legs...and they were into the cleanup phase of things, with wet wipes and napkins, wiping and dabbing.

One thing the reporter noted was that there was no sign of a broken condom. Aisha hadn't been wearing one at all—had cum inside of Lois deliberately. The reporter's suspicions were raised...but these women were the key to getting deeper into this club, and maybe finding out what happened to those missing women.

"Well, that was a good starter," Lois drawled. "But where can we go for some real fun around here?"