I Can Take You To Them

Lois blinked. "What?"

"I know where they are. I can take you to them." Angelica Blaze said. She shifted her grip, holding Lois up with one slim arm beneath the reporter's legs, her free hand crossing in front of Lois' belly to tickle her clit.

"Y-you will?" Lois said. Maybe it was just the fat cock in her cunt and the pleasant soreness of her fresh-fucked ass, but she was feeling unusually trusting of this woman. Still...

"Sure," Blaze told her, kissing the reporter's shoulder. "Right after I blow one more load in your cunt."

"God, you're insatiable!" Lois said, genuinely amazed. "How many times can you cum? How much jizz could you possibly have left in those balls?"

"For you?" Blaze said, rubbing the reporter's clit harder. "As many times and as much as you want."

For anyone else, that would seem an idle sexual boast. Impulsively, Lois twisted her head, her mouth opening to accept Angelica's tongue. The dickgirl walked forward, until Lois could brace her legs against the wall. That was how they fucked—Angelica standing up, driving her dick in and out of Lois Lane's sloppy cunt by raising and lowering her heels, one hand rubbing the reporter's clit. Their tongues danced, lips locked, and Lois raised her hands to grip and massage her lover's shoulders and neck, running her hands through Angelica's dark hair.

Maybe someone came in. Lois heard doors creak open, toilets flush, sinks run. Yet it seemed like they were in a world of their own, lost in an urgency that the strange position and public place didn't diminish in the slightest. Lois could feel the soreness in her ass more now, but also a kind of aching emptiness...she wanted to feel something down there again. Maybe not right now, maybe not tonight but...she wanted to feel that cock in her ass again.

And that cum spraying against the entrance to her womb.

Blaze tensed, her cock seeming almost to swell. She was pounding the reporter's puss now, and while Lois couldn't see the dick she could feel it jackhammering in and out of her twat, stirring the jizz already inside it into a froth. The dickgirl's fingers pinched suddenly too hard on the reporter's clit, and she let out a little squeal, cunt clamping tight...and that set the dickgirl off.

It wasn't like that first, tremendous ejaculation. Or even the second one. Lois could barely feel this one, a few drops hitting the back of her cunt with hot ****...but she had no doubt that whatever it lacked in volume, this third load made up for in potency. Fresh sperm, eager swimmers aiming for her egg.

A part of Lois actually hoped they made it.

Lois lowered her feet. Blaze was panting, sweating, dark eyes wide.

"You didn't cum," she said simply.

"You'll have to make it up to me," Lois said, then impulsively kissed the dickgirl's nose. "After you show me where the missing women are."