Chapter 19 by Zeebop

Does Lois Clean Her Cock?

Lois Cleans Her Cock

The reporter didn't even hesitate. Laying on her back on the bed, her mouth opened to let Angelica Blaze insert her cock. Her lips closed on it and began to gently suckle, tasting her own pussy alongside the salty, sticky jizz. She wasn't even really thinking about it.

Why do I want to get pregnant? was the question that preoccupied Lois Lane's mind. She found her tongue scraping behind the flared ridge of Angelica's cockhead, momentarily glad that the dickgirl was circumcised and clean.

I don't think my biological clock is acting up, Lois concentrated hard as she sucked more of the dick into her mouth, Blaze's balls dangling over her eyes. I don't feel...baby crazy. No names picked out, haven't been googling anything maternity-related lately.

Which brought her back to the statue. Lois let her tongue play with Angelica's piss-hole, the tip tingling, the cock swelling back into hardness.

So did the image of the gravid statue just trigger something psychologically in me, the reporter asked herself. Or is it actually influencing me? Real magic, or some sort of super-science transmitter hidden inside affecting my brainwaves or whatever? But if that's the case, who would do such influencing and why?

Lois gagged slightly as the swollen cock hit the back of her mouth. Blaze withdrew it apologetically, and the reporter gasped for breath—only to see the swollen balls descend. She sighed and opened wide, letting the warm orbs dip into her open mouth, her nose practically pressing against the prostitute's taint.

But who benefits? Lois said as she sucked gently on the balls, full of the life-giving seed that she so desperately needed in her pussy. Almost without realizing it, her fingers had crept down to begin teasing her sticky, sperm-spattered slit, getting herself wet and ready for the next round. Who would want me to get knocked up by a random dickgirl prostitute that I hired in a moment of weakness?

The balls slid out of the reporter's mouth with a wet POP! The shadow of the cock, hard and ready, hovered over the reporter's face.

"I'm ready to go again," Blaze breathed. "You ready to get a baby in your belly?"

"Yes," Lois whispered with terribly certainty. Yet in her mind, she still wondered: Why?