There's A Face On Her Cock

The pillow beneath the reporter's head was warm and firm. Water was being dribbled into her mouth. Wet slurping sounds were coming from somewhere. She fought back to wakefulness, tired muscles screaming at her...but her cock...she could feel her cock...

Lois opened her eyes.

There was a face on her cock.

Tonya Wong had the reporter's cock in her mouth, schlurping loudly, strings of drool running out of her mouth.

"Hydrate," Jenny Dunlap said from up above. Lois laid her head back into her lap, but she couldn't see the blonde's face, just her underboobs. A bottle was lowered to her mouth, dribbling in water. Lois lapped at it.

Her head still felt groggy. She remembered stumbling into the cell with the women...how long had she been out? Why was Tonya sucking her dick?

The petite Asian's mouth slipped off the reporter's dick with a wet pop.

"I think she's hard enough," she said.

"Okay, crank one out then. We all want our turn. Isn't that right baby?"

Lois wasn't sure what she meant...until she felt the tight, wet Asian slit slip over her cock.

"Christ she's big!" Tonya hissed. "Don't think I'm going to be able to take any of those midget-dick frat boys again after this!"

"Hmm, maybe you can swing the other way a bit," another voice said from out of Lois Lane's view. She was having trouble not being distracted by the way the tight pussy squeezed her aching cock.

"No offense, but I can't take any more of that dyke stuff for a while. I need this cock," Tonya replied. "Oh fuck that's deep."

Lois, staring up at Jenny Dunlap's breasts, couldn't see what was going on. But she could feel it. The young woman had maybe five inches of cock inside of her, but that left a couple inches feeling cold and lonely. The reporter could feel that spot inside of her, the one that stored her sperm, start to throb. The only question was...did she just roll with it and let these women have their way with her, or try to resist?