Sneeze

Lois Lane's nose was small, straight, and the nostrils tended to flare only when she was angry, indignant...or about to snort some ****. Even as the reporter mentally prepared herself to indulge once more...head **** down toward the white powder...the little nostrils flare. Something deep inside of her head twitched...the cock pressed deep, almost to the entrance of her womb...

"ACHOO!"

The powder disappeared in a perfect explosion. The **** of the sneeze sent Lois Lane flying backward, and a deep pain stabbed her within as the tip of the dick hit her cervix. Lois Lane's exclamation of pain scattered whatever was left of the coke all of the desk, and her pussy instinctively squeezed so tight on the dick inside her that Angelica Blaze yelped.

"Take it out!" Lois shouted.

"Let go of my cock!" Blaze shot back.

"It hurts, take it out!" Lois growled, anger, pain, and cocaine adding iron to her voice.

"Then let go of my cock!" Blaze spat. The dickgirl's fingers, buried in the reporter's hair, pulled hard, and Lois Lane bent backward.

"Oww!" Lois said. Her pussy, operating on pure instinct, was still squeezing for all it was worth. Her right heel, operating on an entirely different set of instincts, came back hard on the dickgirl's right foot.

Blaze pulled back. Her hand, tangled in the reporter's hair, pulled Lois back with her. Off-balance, the dickgirl put weight on her wounded foot...which gave way beneath her.

They went down in a tumble of limbs, joined at the crotch. The dickgirl landed hard on her tailbone. Lois Lane landed hard on the dickgirl's rock-hard erection.

"FUCK!" Lois screamed as the swollen head of the cock punched into her poor cervix again. The reporter wanted to just curl up into a fetal ball clutch her abdomen. Even the cocaine could do little more than dull the edge of the pain.

"You're going to break my dick!" Angelica yelled, and by some superhuman effort tried to raise her hips up off the floor...grinding the tip of her dick against the already bruised cervix.

"You...CUNT!" Lois screamed.

Anger gave her strength. With a wrench, she tore her hair from the dickgirl's grasp...leaving Angelica holding several long black strands, torn out by the roof...and continued on, twisting her lower body around.

Blaze screamed as the skin of her dick was twisted around with Lois, the cunt-muscles still locked on the dick.

Now they were facing each other, Lois on top, both of them in pain....and as the reporter started down at the ****-dealing dickgirl, she wondered what the hell she was going to do now.