Everyone Sees Them Fuck

Eyes fell on Lois Lane as she started to move, sipping her beer and sliding her sopping pussy up and dock that hard cock. People around the bar were watching her, not in shock or disgust but...appreciatively. Lustfully. Maybe enviously. The reporter gulped, feeling the bitter cold brew slide down into her stomach and set the empty mug down on the table.

"I-I've never done this before," she hiccuped. "In public."

Angelica's hands were sliding all over the drunken reporter's breasts. The reporter swooned, wondering where her bra went. Certainly it wasn't there any more. She leaned back against her lover, feeling the fingers squeeze her nipples so good, grinding her pussy into that cock as if she didn't have a care in the world.

Except she did.

More eyes were turning on them now. Lois could feel them on her skin. She could hear her own moaning, louder than it should have been. Some of the people had their phones out, taking pictures, recording. The cock scraped over her g-spot and Lois had to hold onto the table for support, almost spilling her beer. The mug had been refilled when she wasn't looking.

Licking gummy lips, the drunken reporter rocked back and forth on Angelica's cock as she brought the beer to her lips with both hands. She was less than graceful, nervous from all the people watching her, spilling pale liquid down her chin, down onto her shirt. The empty mug hit the table a little too hard and more people were watching them now, turning towards them, the bar quieter as they forgot the conversations they were having.

Lois felt a weird heat building in her body. Her head was swimming, her pussy was hot and stuffed, but more than that all the eyes on her was...almost as intoxicating as the ****. She shivered, tits shaking in her wet shirt, knowing they could see her nipples, her pussy being spread by that fat cock, and there was something exciting about that. Taboo, forbidden. She wondered how many of them would rub themselves thinking about the crazy bitch getting fucked in the open in a bar...and it made her pussy squelch noisily as she got even wetter, moved faster, moaned louder...

"Hey," Angelica Blaze whispered behind Lois as she lifted the beer-stained shirt over the drunken reporter's head. "Let's give them a show!"

"O-oh," Lois moaned, hiccuped, and moaned again. "Okay."