Chapter 18 by Zeebop

What Does Blaze Do?

Grab Her Tits

The dickgirl's hands slid up the reporter's body, sliding under her shirt and attacking her tits directly. Lois Lane seized up as the fingers pinched her sensitive nipples.

Oh no! She found my weak spot! The reporter thought as she let out an involuntary moan. Her breasts had always been her weak spot, the soft pink nipples super-sensitive. Lois had never climaxed just from nipple play...but not for lack of trying. Now she shivered, knees suddenly weak.

Angelica Blaze pressed her advantage, slamming her hips hard into Lois, forcing the reporter's strap-on into the bound blonde to the hilt. Unable to muster the strength to pull out, Lois moaned uncontrollably, her clit and nipples both on fire, the dickgirl cock plunging in and out of her pussy harder and harder.

"You're close, aren't you?" Blaze whispered as she squeezed and mashed the reporter's tiny titties. "Do it. Cum for me."

Lois couldn't reply. She felt pinned between the bound woman and the raging cock of the shemale behind her. The reporter was right on the edge...and headed straight over.

The scream ripped out of her throat without conscious effort. the reporter's calves tensed as she slid up onto tip-toe, the fat cock stretching out her burning cunt. Her clit was rubbing hard against the base of the strap-on which threatened to split the blonde in half, nine inches of silicone crammed up that well-used slut slot. Lois Lane's hands reached back to grab Angelica's ass and hold her in place as her cunt spasmed, an electric wave of pleasure running up the reporter's spine.

Blaze fucked her through it all. And just as Lois began to sag, legs failing her, she heard Angelica whisper.

"My turn."

Listless, Lois could do nothing as she felt the hot jet of spunk inside her cunt. She shivered, muscles in her pussy involuntarily squeezing and milking the raging hard-on inside of her. The reporter could almost feel her cervix dipping down to meet the hot spurts of dickgirl cum being sent toward her womb.

Vaguely, as she sagged back into Angelica's arms, the strap-on slipping from the bound woman with a wet schlaap, Lois realized that today was a bad day to take a cuntload of sperm. A very bad day...