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Chapter 8 by Zeebop Zeebop

How Does Lois Finish Jimmy Off?

Rusty Trombone

Lois massaged Jimmy's balls, her tongue still buried in her muscular sphincter. There was something she wanted to try.

The reporter had seen it on the internet, during one of her late night "stress relief" sessions. Around 2 AM, after the article had been submitted, too wired for bed, a glass of wine to calm her down...and she sat there in her kitchenette, pants, off surfing gay porn. It was like watching an alien zoo, just exotic enough to titillate her senses, without ever having to imagine herself as one of bitches being penetrated...too much straight porn was like that. False titties, false orgasms. But you couldn't fake cum splurting out of a dick.

Her hand gripped the redhead's cock. Some men got soft when you played with their ass, but Jimmy was rock hard. Still licking and sucking at his anus, she gripped his dick with her thumb along the soft skin along the bottom of the shaft, and began to stroke it.

Jimmy's moan sent a tingle through her pussy.

She pushed her tongue deeper into his ass, probing for the hard nut of his prostate, though she didn't know if she could even reach it with her tongue. Her hand meanwhile kept a steady shuffle, back and forth. Jimmy began to shift his hips as she worked his shaft and ass at the same time, and Lois could only imagine what it must feel like—the slimy intrusion of her tongue, the warm, firm grip of her hand on his slender cock, the semen boiling up in his balls, pressure increasing with each dry hump...

Cum for me, Jimmy. Lois thought as she began to finger her own pussy with her free hand. Her cheeks were plastered between his ass cheeks, mouth around his ringpiece, hand stroking madly...

"Miss Lane!" Jimmy cried.

Cum for me, Jimmy!

He did. She couldn't see it, but she could feel it. Every throbbing pulse beneath the skin of his shaft. She kept pumping a few strokes, milking the photographer dry, felt the warm sticky wash as the last few drops slid over her fingers. The cock slowly wilted in her hand. Not without some ****, she took her tongue out of his ass and stood up...and noticed something.

What Does Lois Find?

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