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Chapter 15 by Zeebop Zeebop

How does Lois respond to that?

Why The Fuck Not?

Lois Lane stared down at her own freshly-creamed pussy. Black jizz oozed out around the demonic dick. Blaze, still inside the reporter's body, reached down to spread her pussy out, showing the bright pink stained with black.

"I'm going to get pregnant," Lois muttered. She stared at her flat belly, knowing in her heart that in a few months she'd be struggling to see her feet.

"Oh yeah," Blaze replied, reaching forward to tweak her own nipples. "Knock me the fuck up. Gimme a big baby belly."

"That's not a good thing!" Lois hissed, her hips beginning to move. "You don't have to carry it."

She was amazed at how hard the cock was. How good her pussy felt. Her folds gripped the cock, and it was warm and tight but it slid easily, the jizz adding that extra little bit of lubrication that just helped the demonic dong slide in and out so easily.

Blaze rubbed her belly. "Oh, I wouldn't mind. Always wanted kids. Did you want kids?"

"Don't think I've got much choice," Lois said, moving faster. She was keeping her thrusts shallow, trying to work the g-spot she knew should be right around there...and the little cross-eyed look that Blaze gave her told Lois she was hitting it. "Especially once I dump another load in my pussy."

"Oh...oh...oh fuck..." Blaze huffed, ankles bouncing. "Fuck, what are you even doing to me?"

"I know...this pussy...like the back...of my hand..." Lois huffed, hitting the spot over and over. Her hand came down, thumb rubbing against the clit, and the reporter saw her whole body shudder and tense up. She smiled, knowing that she could still play her body like a fiddle.

Another load was building inside of Blaze's body. Lois could feel it as a pressure in her crotch, behind her balls, at the root of her dick. Every thrust, every swing of those testicles, seemed to increase her sense of urgency, anticipation. She could definitely see how guys would become obsessed with cumming to the exclusion of all else.

But Lois wanted more than that. She wanted to see and feel this bitch cum on her dick.

The reporter bent down, mouth seizing a nipple and sucking hard, biting down just a little, like she liked...and was rewarded with Blaze crying out in her voice, that cunt clamping hard on her cock. As the human woman shuddered and spasmed, Lois gave herself over to the rut, plunging her dock in hard and deep, sticky jizz splashing out of the abused pussy. Not that it mattered. There was more on the way.

Lois pushed balls deep for her second ejaculation, urged on by Blaze's moans, the fingernails digging into her back, ankles clutched tight on the demon's buttocks to **** her inside as she dumped more potent sperm into the fertile snatch.

Two climaxes in such short order made the reporter's legs feel weak and shaky. She lay in Blaze's embrace, the demon in her body licking blood off her fingernails.

"Keep fucking me like that," Blaze huffed. "And I might never leave."

What Does Blaze Mean?

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