I Work For Lex Luthor

Lois Lane's eyes went wide...and then wider as Maria rammed the dildo deep into her cleft, until their cunts kissed, labia rubbing against each other as Maria began to grind...and talk...

"He wanted me to bring you down to the White Room...he has such plans...but the moment I saw you I knew I wanted that ass for myself. You're such a tight little slut..."

Hungrily, Maria's mouth dipped down and sucked hard against the reporter's neck. Lois grimaced, but let her too it, even as she felt her hips begin to instinctively buck a little, sliding her pussy against the goo-covered dildo embedded in her cunny, needing to feel it grind against her g-spot.

"What...what kind of plans?" Lois managed.

Maria brought her lips up and moved to stare Lois in the eyes. So close that Lois could smell her breath, like whiskey and strawberries and pussy. The pupils were so widely dilated that Lois could see her own reflection in the dark depths, and Lois wondered if it was just lust or...something else.

"That XXX...what you were drinking, what I injected into your butt...it's a virus. A sexy, sexy virus."

For the first time in what felt like a long time, Lois became aware of her body...of the asshole packed full of XXX, the weird feverish heat that seemed to be penetrating her body, sweat dripping down from every pore. At first she had thought it was just the sex, getting worked up...but now she felt an unfamiliar shiver in her body, her eyes felt hot and itchy, and the reporter wasn't sure if it was just lust or something...more.

"The virus makes you susceptible to Kryptonite...just like Superman," Maria said, as she began to move her hips in time with Lois, their pussies coming together with hard, wet smacks. Lois could feel their oiled breasts rub against each other, noses almost touching. "But the thing is...Mr. Luthor isn't the only one with some Kryptonite."

And Maria's right hand came up from somewhere under the mattress, and Lois turned in surprise at the sudden glow...