Slow Down!

Exerting every erg of self-control she possessed, Lois Lane slowed her frantic fucking. From jackhammer-pistons she dropped down to a steadier, more manageable pace...drawing out the withdrawal and then slamming the whole of her stiff schlong back into Blaze, making the demon jump every time. Never letting up the rubbing of her left thumb grinding away at her clit.

Their eyes met—and it was obvious in that moment that this was a battle of wills as much as biology. One of them would have to be the other's bitch before this night was over. Lois Lane intended it to be hers.

"You like that?" The reporter rasped, her throat dry, nostrils flaring. She could feel the load building up behind her prick, all those potent babymakers begging to be unleashed. But at this speed, Lois could draw things out. Feel every bump inside Blaze's pussy as she dragged her cock along the sopping wet, hot, tight tunnel. Watching the demon's face for the tell-tale twitch as her cock-head found the demon's g-spot.

Blaze said nothing...but at one point, just an inch or so in, her nostrils flared...and Lois shortened her strokes, rubbing her head over and over that spot.

The demon began to shake. Her lips drew back in a snarl.

"Is that all you've got, sweetmeat? I thought you were going to drive your dick through my heart a minute ago."

Lois gave a grim smile back. The demon might talk shit, but the reporter could see the drops of perspiration begin to bead that forehead, running down between the horns, hanging off of her rival's black eyebrows.

"Oh, I think you feel me," Lois said. "But if you want me to go hard, all you have to do is give in. Surrender, let the women go free, and I'll pound this pussy all night. Hold you close and whisper sweet nothings in those pretty red ears as I paint your babymaker white. Is that what you want, Blaze? Is the scarlet succubus' biological clock tick-tick-ticking away? Maybe all you wanted this whole time was some real dick to treat you like the crimson cumrag you are!"

The speech had come out of the dickgirl reporter's mouth all at once, barely thinking about what she was saying, doing her best to pound the demon's buttons, make her lose control...but as the scarlet nostrils flared and the pure white eyes went wide, white teeth bared beneath crimson lips, Lois wondered if she had gone too far...