Lois Turns The Sluttiness Up To 11

"D-do me a favor?" Lois said as she did her best to ignore the pain and pushed her ass back on the crimson cock that was tearing her backside apart.

"What's that?" The devil said. Her voice was content, like a queen that had just gotten in the taxes and was in a mood to amuse herself by doling out some small favor. Lois felt her heart hammer in her chest as she prepared to push the envelope of their fucking a little further.

"Stick your thumb in my ass," Lois said. "With your cock. Stretch my asshole out more. I want to really feel it."

The cock inside of Lois pulsed. While Lois didn't know for certain, she almost imagined she felt a weird wetness deep inside her asshole, the kind of sensation that would normally have sent her tip-toeing to the bathroom. Now, it made her wonder: Did Blaze just cum a little?

Then a second thought: She came in my ass, not my pussy. That means when if I can keep her distracted...maybe I can do this!

"Are you sure?" The demon's voice betrayed a note of eagerness. "I mean, you were a virgin back there only a moment ago."

"Blaze, when a woman asks you to fuck her ass, you don't ask if she knows what she's about, you shove that dick in there until she can taste it."

Lois let a bit of frustration into her voice, and squeezed her aching asshole for emphasis. She looked over her shoulder and wiggled her ass, forcing a smile on her face and the best come-hither look she could muster.

The scarlet succubus actually licked her lips. Streched out her right arm, offering her crimson thumb to Lois—who, taking her meaning, opened her mouth and closed her lips on the red digit, letting her tongue swirl around the hard nail, felt the callus there, the fine little hairs on the back. As she fellated the thumb, Lois kept squeezing and wriggling her ass on Blaze's cock. Just like a proper slut...

After a few moments, the demon pulled her thumb from the reporter's lips with a wet pop. Lois bit her lower lip, only half-feigning her anticipation as the thumb pressed into the crack of her ass, then down to where her asshole was wrapped tightly around the crimson cock.

Lois relaxed as best she could—knowing it wasn't going to be enough—and the demon didn't care. The tip of her finger slid against that little seam where cock and asshole met...and mere human flesh slowly gave way to demonic strength. It was all the reporter could do to avoid crying out in pain as her ashole was stretched far beyond what it had been...and the demon didn't stop until her knuckle was flush with the rim of the reporter's ass, the fingers resting on the reporter's right butt-cheek.

"Your ass looks like it's thirsty," Blaze said. "But it won't be too long until I give it a drink."

"Yes," Lois said, glad that her plan was working. "Fill me up. Treat me like a dirty whore, bought and paid for!"