Chapter 13 by Zeebop

What Does Blaze Do To Lois?

Make Lois Lick Her Ass

"...I think you need to get me hard again before I let you suck it. Be a dear would you?"

Lois wasn't sure what the strange dickgirl was talking about. The reporter couldn't see, could barely hear, and couldn't move except for her tongue.

Then the air got hot and stuffy. She could feel something press against the gag. Her tongue reached out to see if something was blocking the hole...and touched against something soft and wet and bitter...

"Ah yeah," Angelica Blaze said. "Dig in there. Get me hard again."

In her latex shell, Lois Lane flinched. She had never thought that she would be doing what she was about to do. Yet at the air got stale and the suit heated up, she knew that she had to do whatever she could to survive.

So she pressed her face as far forward as it could go, slid her tongue through the hole in her gag...and started to lick the dickgirl's asshole.

Her tongue run over the soft wrinkles and ridges of Blaze's pucker, felt the strange smooth edges of her butt cheeks. The gag was in the way, Lois Lane's tongue not long enough to do more than really lick, slurping as best she could, circling slowly around the asshole.

Unbidden, the tastes came to her. Blaze was clean, at least, but there was still salty sweat dribbling down from the crack of her ass, a grimy bitterness underneath that, the free polymers of the latex...but Lois focused on the text at hand, her whole body leaning in to the effort. Without sight, almost without touch, her world narrowed down to what she could feel and taste with her tongue...and then Blaze pushed backwards, pressure building on Lois Lane's face through the latex mask, and the asshole was closer, close enough that she could press her tongue right into that tight, hard little knot of muscle in the center. Wiggling as though she could bore right through it.