Lois Permits Blaze To Cum

"Do it," Lois breathed. "Just...breed me."

The dickgirl demon's hips began to buck...Lois ground her pussy against the dick. Hands on her knees, bent over, she felt something hot and sticky released inside of her. The reporter's body shuddered, not quite in orgasm, but it felt good to be so full, that cock inside of her so big and stiff and deep.

She hated how right it felt, being filled with cum. How it seemed to sate some deep need inside of her. Like a junkie getting her fix. Or a woman fulfilling her purpose. Lois pushed those thoughts away.

It's the only way, Lois told herself. To save the other women.

"It wasn't just sweet words, you know," Blaze said as they stood there panting.

Lois didn't look at her. She rubbed her pussy, thinking about how she should really orgasm, to increase her chances of conception. That was the whole point of this, after all. Pregnancy. Getting knocked up. Not pleasure. Not sweet nothings.

"You're still hard," the reporter said, the first thing on her mind, fingers circling around her clit.

"I will always be hard for you," the demon twitched her dick inside of Lois, as if to illustrate her point.

"Just...stop," Lois said, trying to grind her clit to a climax. She hated the sweet-talk, knowing how empty it must really be.

"Let me prove it to you," the demon whispered. "Let's get on the bed. Let me make love to you. This doesn't have to be unpleasant. We can enjoy ourselves. It will increase your chances to conceive."