Lois Nods

The reporter, riding the demon's cock hard, considered the proffered hands...and nodded.

Blaze's fingers closed on Lois Lane's tits, the demon smiling gently as the human woman continued to bounce up and down on her shaft. Lois closed her eyes, letting herself enjoy the hands that now massaged and explored her breasts. She tried to picture it as someone else...some other lover, trying to make her feel good.

Lois did feel good. She could admit that to herself.

The hands did not squeeze and grope blindly. They knew just how much pressure to apply, letting the blood rush to her nipples. Thumbs ran over the sensitive little nubs, which swelled and hardened. Fingers curled and circled around the areola as Lois Lane rose and fell, rose and fell on that cock, letting the fat dick stretch her a little whenever she bottomed out.

The combination of playing with her tits and getting her pussy stuffed was working for Lois. She could feel the heat build inside of her, the need. Her climax was getting closer as she sped up her humping, and she let the moans escape freely from her lips.

This is what I'm here for, Lois reminded herself, feeling the warm sweat slid down her ribs. Blaze was pushing her breasts together, more aggressive now, but it seemed to Lois to be just the right kind of roughness, what she needed. Her breath was coming in short, hot pants, hips rising and falling, pussy sticky and hot. The cock plunged deep, as deep as she had ever taken it, and in her mind's eye she knew that it must be close to her cervix, those big red balls ready to unload their virile seed straight into her womb. She was so close...right on the edge....she needed just one thing more...

"Spunk me up!" She moaned, eyes shut tight, trying to picture Superman beneath her but unable to get the image of the grinning scarlet succubus out of her head. "Cum for me! Do it! I want to feel a fucking gusher in my cunt!"