Right Head Spits, Left Head Swallows

Salty, bitter, hot flooded the reporter's mouths—and their response mirrored their temperaments. The right head recoiled, drawing her mouth off of Adonia's cock and spitting the splooge onto the floor. The left head held onto the dick, swallowing the salty load, licking the tip clean.

"Ugh," right-Lois said. "I cannot believe you did that."

"What?" left-Lois replied. "I like it. No one said you have to do it."

"And I didn't," right-Lois said. She looked up at Adonia. "Anyway, we sucked your cocks. Now what?"

The doubly-endowed dickgirl held up a flaccid dick in both hands. "That's up to Miss Graves. It'll take me about ten minutes to recharge."

There was a bit of crackle as Mercy's voice came down from the ceiling, like God herself giving a commandment.

"We want to process how Lois Lane's brains process sensory information," Mercy said. "So we'd like Adonia to eat your pussy."

The reporter shook her heads. It was eerie, how they moved in unison, side by side.

"No way!" left-Lois said. "I mean, it was bad enough we had to suck a cock...even if I kind of liked it..."

"I didn't," right-Lois said. "But I've had enough of this sexual exploitation!"

"Ladies, please," Adonia dropped down onto her knees, voice barely a whisper. "I know you're not happy about this, but this is my job. Look, let me just eat you out...think of it as me repaying the favor you gave me, right?"

The two-headed reporter chewed her lips. They looked at each other...or at least, as well as they could, with the limited length of their necks. Each tried to imagine what the other was thinking.