Rose Will Be The Twelfth Covener

Rose shivered and moaned as she spurted into Lois Lane's mouth...and the reporter let it coat her tongue before she released the flagging cock, the watery spunk hit the floor with a wet splat as Lois spit...and she brought her face up until her nose almost touched the transwoman's.

"Hey...listen to me! Listen. The cocks fucking you right now...they belong to dickgirls. They're part of a coven that meets downstairs. They need someone to join them. As soon as they cum in your ass, I need you to turn around and volunteer..."

The smooth, sexually ambiguous face twisted in confusion. "Wha?"

Lois explained urgently, in low, rapid tones, about her mission tonight and what she had found...and what the cultists plowing Rose's ass had said.

"This is your chance!" Lois hissed. "You can get inside their organization...find out what's going on...just for tonight. Will you? Please?"

It was like being an intelligence agent during the Cold War, Lois knew. Trying to get someone who had just escaped over the Berlin wall to go back and spy on the enemy. Lois gave a smile.

"It'll be safe, I promise," Lois promised. "And if you do this to me, I'll make it up to you...I promise."

Rose licked her lips. "Butt stuff?"

Lois nodded. "Sure!"

"And...unprotected?" Rose asked, her voice strained as the cultists neared their climax.

"We, uh...we can talk about that..." Lois hedged.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" Rose blurted.

"Fuck buddies?" Lois offered.

The hazel eyes were wide, and watery. Lois thought that the transwoman was about to cry.

"Okay," she said. Then her eyes crossed. "Uggh!"

There was an audible schlorrrph, as the cultists pulled their veiny cocks out of Rose's ass...and true to her word, the young transwoman immediately turned around and pressed her lips to the cum-slick hole to offer to join them...which left Lois to stare at the raw and fresh-fucked cream-cake before her, and as Rose's ass twitched and spasm pale white jizz oozed out of the raw asshole.