No—But She Does Make Lois Cum

Angelica Blaze became a dickgirl with a mission. Her whole body shove forwards, the head of her cock the point of the spear, aimed at Lois Lane's womb. The reporter released her hold on Blaze's balls to grab hold of her shoulders, riding the cock for dear life as the dickgirl plunged forward with single-minded determination to knock Lois Lane up.

It was a dangerous game—but Lois knew that the damage might already be done. She'd taken an unprotected cock into her pussy, it had already cum a little—why not enjoy the moment? Pregnancy, if it came, would be something to be considered later. For right now, she wanted to cum, right here, right now, on this dick.

That was what it was about, ultimately, as her hips bucked to meet the dickgirl's thrust, her pussy clamping down on the hard shaft every time it tried to withdraw, sucking Blaze back inside her warm, wet cunt where it belonged. In the dark, alone and hidden from the eyes and ears of the world, Lois Lane could momentarily forget herself as the crusading reporter and just be a woman...an adult woman with needs and an eager young lover to satisfy them.

She let her hands wander down over that soft skin, pushed Blaze's shirt up until it hid her eyes, and then pressed her mouth against those hot lips. Their tongues wrestled together, crotches grinding, tits just touching as stiff nipples poked and rubbed against each other, bodies clammy with sweat, ass aching where it was being ground into the hard stone, and Lois could feel her climax rise like a tide, at once deceptively slow and then with a sudden rush that took her completely by surprise as her back arched and she broke the kiss with a wet shriek...

Blaze pumped faster, furiouser, shaking Lois Lane's hips with the speed and **** of her frenzied fucking, the balls slapping against the reporter's ass, and Lois shivered in the aftermath of her climax, silver sparks flashing in her vision, and desperately she knew she wanted what was about to happen.

The cock plunged in so deep that Lois grimaced in sudden pain as it touched the back of her canal, and held there...and she swore, though she had never felt it before, the warm hot spurt as rope after rope of virile semen pumped straight into the back of her pussy, flooding her cervix, which began to spasm open and shut, slurping cum into the reporter's empty womb.

Light-headed and suddenly dizzy, Lois Lane laid back...and then she felt a sudden nausea and a pounding ache in her head, and she opened her eyes to see Angelica, whose face was twisted and drawn, and blood red in the dim light...and then Lois closed her eyes and knew no more for a while.