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Chapter 17 by Zeebop Zeebop

What does Lois tell Supergirl to do?

Take Us Up, Up And Away

The reporter stepped closer, pressing her small, glowing breasts against Supergirl's chest, the hard cock sliding in between her thighs, hot against her burning slit, and it seemed to grow harder and began to throb, pressing against the reporter's pussy until she swore that she could feel the Kryptonian's racing pulse through her dick.

This close, Lois felt...small. Supergirl was young, but a couple of inches taller than her, the sun-dappled golden hair longer than her own dark locks, and she could feel the muscles as the superheroine shifted her grip into a bear hug, locking her arms behind Lois Lane's spine and holding her tight, the red cape hiding Supergirl's cock and the glowing pink reporter's nudity from any prying eyes.

"Somewhere private," Lois whispered in the young woman's ear as she closed her legs tightly about the cock. The reporter's heart pounded against her chest, felt the Kryptonian's hard nipples poke through the fabric of the shirt as she promised Kara: "I'll take care of you."

Lois stopped breathing for a moment as her feet lifted from the pavement. Most of her weight was being carried by Supergirl's arms, but the rest of it was resting on her crotch, held aloft only by the rigid bar of that cock. The reporter swallowed, keenly aware of the burning heat that seemed to be enveloping her feverish body, the fine pink glow of the veins beneath Supergirl's pale skin...she wasn't sure what was happening to the Kryptonian, but she didn't want her friend to suffer like this. She knew she had to do something...a blowjob...a handjob...

They floated above the level of the roofs, the wind snapping at the cloak, and still they were rising, moving with some purpose...Supergirl rested her chin on Lois Lane's shoulder and the direct of the flight shifted, the blonde's hair rippling in the wind as they accelerated. Lois could only try not to squirm in that grip, feeling her pussy start to leak as it was spread by that iron bar, the tip of the cock brushing her buttocks. It must have been at least seven inches long...

But where are we going, Lois wondered, and what are we going to do once we get there?

Where are they going and what do they do?

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