"I'm Going To Cum!"

Lois Lane's tongue was tired. Her jaw ached. It was a classic case of "diver's tongue," the muscles in her mouth and jaw sore from too much prolonged use at an unfamiliar activity...like the strain that came from smiling too long and hard, or the tiredness from talking for hours and hours. She wanted to rest, even if it was with her tongue still buried inside Supergirl's bunghole.

Except the young Kryptonian's words stirred her. Lois had never made a woman cum with her ass before. She wanted to give Kara that, if only to make up for the terrible experience that the metal dildo had been for her. So the reporter geared herself up for a superhuman effort.

The Daily Planet's greatest reporter grabbed Supergirl's thighs and pulled her face into the blonde's ass. Her tongue swirled as a small meat cyclone, like the blades of a blender, ravishing the soft, sweaty asshole like never before. Lois's lips sucked as hard as she could, her nose rammed into the crack of Kara's ass, barely able to breathe in the hotbox that was now the Kryptonian's taut, firm ass.

Supergirl moaned. First a soft panting, like a dog in the heat of the day, but quickly it became interspersed with a whine, and the whine grew in pitch until Lois Lane's ears were ringing, the mirror was cracking, and every dog in the apartment building began to howl in simultaneous alarm and pain.

The asshole began to spasm. Unable to resist the super-muscles, Lois felt her trapped tongue being pulled in and out, and the young woman's glutes threatened to crush her face. Now Lois hung on to Supergirl's thighs for dear life, unable to escape as the young woman came and came and came, all the pent-up sexual desires of her twenty-odd years of life being released at once, and Lois began to feel light-headed, barely able to breathe...

...which is when she discovered a very peculiar aspect of Kryptonian anatomy.