Kinda (But Not Really)

"Sorry, just sort of slipped in there," Angelica Blaze murmured.

"I noticed," Lois Lane said dryly, fighting the instinct to squeeze her pussy around the invading cock. It felt even fatter than it looked...as big as anything as Lois had ever taken down there, and that was just the tip!

"Well, no use crying over spilled milk," Blaze said.

"I don't think I like the implication of you spilling any milk into meeee!" Lois gasped as the dickgirl plunged forward. The cock slid into the report's pussy, forcing Lois herself ****, the strap-on sliding into the bound woman until she herself squealed around her gag.

"Not too hard!" Blaze said. "Let her get used to the size."

"I could say the same to you!" Lois grimaced. She shifted her hips to draw the strap-on out of the bound woman in front of her, but that meant impaling herself further on the spear splitting her slit open from behind.

Angelica Blaze, helpfully, kept her hands on Lois Lane's hips, pushing and pulling to help guide her. Tonya Wong stayed nearby, ready to drizzle lube on the cocks as necessary. And Lois Lane, the Daily Planet's greatest reporter...

Lois got fucked.

Every time she pushed forward, Lois could feel the base of the strap-on grind against her clit. Every time she pulled back, Blaze's cock slid in deeper, the rubbery head scraping across her sweet spot. Back and forth she vacillated between the two pleasures, hips aching as she traveled further and further back and forth, bouncing between the two bitches. Until she lost it entirely, bottoming out first on one and then the other, feeling the buttocks of the bound once tense beneath her fingers as she slammed all of the fat silicone prick deep into the cunt in front of her, then pulling back so that she could feel the head of Angelica's dick scrape the full length of her own birth canal, until those big, hot balls slammed into the reporter's thighs.

A part of her hoped it could last forever.

Blaze had other ideas. Gently but firmly, she moved forward, pushing more and more of her cock into Lois, giving the reporter less and less room to travel. Soon the three of them were locked tight, Lois barely able to move an inch in either direction, though her hips were humping wildly, all pretense of control lost. The bound woman in front of her was shaking, piss streaming down her legs, already on her third orgasm as Lois was working up to her first. The reporter just needed one little thing to send her over the edge.

Angelica Blaze supplied it.