Cum For Me

Lois faced the dickgirl and lowered herself down on the madam's cock, surprised at how well she was taking it—but then again, she was very wet. Angelica Blaze's order echoed in her ears, and the whore began to move faster, squeezing her pussy, hands on her thighs as she bounced up and down in Blaze's lap.

"It's not just about making the customer cum, you see." The dickgirl said as Lois reached down and began to rub her clit as she slid up and down the pole. "The customers want to see you have fun. They want you to get off. They want a hot, wet cunt that needs it. That cums like a banshee. Not like their wives or girlfriends that treat sex as a chore."

She didn't need to hear that. Like a lot of women, Lois rarely orgasmed during sex. By herself, with a good swath of lube and the right porn and careful attention, she could get herself off. But with someone else, it was harder. Required more than just a bit of pumping, however good that felt. To get off, Lois needed...something more, something harder, and she couldn't think about that with Blaze talking.

So Lois pressed her mouth against the dickgirl's just to shut her up. The madam reacted with surprise as the reporter's tongue invaded. The whore's free hand came up, sliding to the back of her head, pulling her hair as Lois began to press her cunt harder and faster on the stiff prick.

Yes. This works. Lois thought, rubbing her breasts against the madam's chest, moaning gently as the dickgirl's struggles turned to a returning passion. Strange hands ran up and down the reporter's costume, slipping through the seams to grab and fondle her ass.

The whore kept flicking her clit, but let less and less of the cock out of her, bringing her hips down and grinding herself on the madam's dick. She could feel her climax rising, pussy growing hotter and hotter, the cock jumping inside her cunt, and she did everything she could to **** it, to bring herself right to and over the edge...

...and their kiss broke as Lois gave a high pitched-little moan, face twisted in ecstasy, fingers a blur on her clit, crushing Blaze tight to her as her pussy shook and spasmed through her climax. Leaving her cradled in the madam's lap, a boneless, dripping mess, the hard cock still lodged inside of her, the dickgirl not having shot her wad yet.

"I think," Angelica said, voice thick. "After reviewing your qualifications, that we don't have any positions here for you as a whore."

Lois sagged lower, disappointment welling inside of her.

"But...I could use...a girlfriend."