Chapter 16 by Zeebop

Until what?

"...You Cum Or Your Ass Breaks, Whichever Is First"

"Eeep," was all that the reporter managed in response.

Her shoulders ached. Blood rushed to her head. All the weight of her body felt like it was pressing down on her lungs, making it hard to breathe, her chin against her breast bone. Yet what consumed Lois Lane's attention was her ass.

The black shemale was as good as her word. The great muscular thighs contracted into a short, brief squat, and then stood. Up and down, up and down, that great horse cock a pummelling blur as a full half of the two-foot length slid in and out of the reporter's asshole quickly and steadily...and in mere moments the reporter's anus was a burning ring of fire, friction building to the point of pain...yet the great cock never ceased, pounding away with terrible regularity.

Too late, Lois realized that the faux-Vixen was right. She could feel the swollen tip of the horse cock scrape against her colon, but it wasn't any kind of electric ecstasy, no pornographic fantasy. If anything it was uncomfortable, a deep and recurring ache, as if she had shit herself too hard and long and now every simple bowel movement was pain. The reporter shivered with fear as she saw the pink rim of her anus gripping that black cock as it plunged and pulled, dragged almost inside-out by the **** of the relentless anal ****.

"You get it now?" The shemale growled, and for the first time Lois saw the beads of sweat on her face, and realized what tremendous effort the dickgirl must be under to avoid blowing her load into the reporter's bowels.

"Y-yes..." Lois said.

"Then you better rub that pretty pink pussy," the shemale said. "Because I ain't stopping until you cum...even if I have to break your ass in the process!"

Hands shaking, Lois reached out for her stiff little clit.