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Another inch wouldn't hurt, Lois thought to herself. Or two.

She poked her head out in the hallway. Caught the eye of another demon...this one with dark skin, slender horns, graceful as a gazelle, thick cock-sucking lips. Hair in thing, long braids. The red miniskirt showcased her long, shapely legs and utter lack of underwear. Lois grinned as she looked her up and down.

"Hey, excuse me...was wondering if I could get a little help," the reporter said.

The demon looked at her strangely. "Are you alone?"

"Yes!" Lois seized on that. "The uh...girl that brought me in, she stepped out for a minute. And I've got this raging hard on..."

The dark-skinned demon shook her head. "Worthless imps. I'll take care of you."

Lois backed away as the demon pushed her way in. She glanced at the room and snorted, settling on the reporter's five inch cock—which was hard and dribbling precum. The demon tsk'd, and then roughly pushed Lois Lane backwards onto the bed. Without further preamble, the leggy dark-skinned demon slid onto bed. She didn't even bother disrobing; there was nothing between Lois Lane's cock and her pussy. Just sat right down on the reporter's dick and started to ride.

The demon didn't even say anything, just squeezed her cunt muscles as she rolled her hips. Lois swallowed. She could tell this one was a professional. Conquering her would be a challenge.

"Sorry my dick's so small," Lois said, rubbing her hands on the whore's dark thighs.

"It is perfectly average," the demon assured her. "Every man worries about the size of there cock, but as someone who has ridden hundreds I can assure you there is nothing wrong with it. I should be able to get you off in no time."

Lois gave a weak smile. "I'd rather get you off, if you know what I mean." She rubbed her hands higher, resting on the slim hips now. "Is there any way I can...make you feel better?"

The demon snorted...but there was a strange light in her eyes, which Lois Lane noticed for the first time were pure white, with no pupil or iris. The reporter returned the stare. Without physically relaxing an inch, the demon appeared to reach some internal decision.

"I like a finger or two up my ass," Lois smiled and nodded. The reporter reached over and grabbed a handy bottle of lubricant, slathering the first two fingers of her right hand. The dark-skinned demon paused in her gyrations atop the reporter's cock to reach back and spread her cheeks as Lois deftly felt for the demon-whore's pucker.

The expression on the face didn't change much as the fingers slowly pressed against her back door, but the eyes closed. Lois pressed harder, both tips of her fingers together. Slowly, ever so slowly they pressed into that tight, hot hole...and Lois could feel the pussy tighten up in response, threatening to squeeze her cock off.

The reporter placed her left hand on the demon's belly, feeling the hard muscles of the abs through the skin. Her thumb pressed against the demon's clit, which was hard and thick, coming out of its hood almost like the head of a little dick. Together, the two of them began to move. Lois rubbing her clit, fucking her pussy, fingers sliding in and out of her ass, and the demon in the middle, hips rolling, hands reaching up to cup her small, soft tits and squeeze her nipples.

Lois could believe she'd taken hundreds of cocks. The demon was a pro, the reporter's willpower stretched to its limit as she felt the burning pressure build inside her crotch. It was a race to get off, and the reporter found herself biting her lip hard just to distract herself from how good it felt, her cock being slow-fucked by the demon whore...and then she felt it, the demon's thin, hard body beginning to shake, thighs quivering as she came...and the curious, terrible sensation of something entering her cock. The dark demon's last act before she was sucked down into the reporter's cock was to toss her head back and howl in orgasm...