Chapter 16 by Zeebop

How does Lois get Blaze to cum?

Stimulate Blaze's Prostate

The demon's snores had dwindled. Her eyelids shifted, back and forth. Face twitching. A part of Lois Lane wondered what she dreamed about, as the reporter carefully lifted the red ass, so that cock and cock-sucking device were pointed downwards. The ropes from her last hiking trip secured the scarlet succubus' wrists and ankles to the bedpost...and Lois was left staring at the pristine pucker of Blaze. The demon's vagina was a mere slit, leading directly into the underside of those heavy balls, tense and taut where Lois Lane's contraption was secured.

The red skin faded to a delicate, girly pink that sank into Blaze's body. It didn't smell bad at all, and briefly the reporter wondered if demons even pooped...but then she brought out the strawberry-flavored lubricant and splashed it on the exposed asshole.

Every little bit helped.

With her hands, Lois held the red cheeks apart. Her tongue dipped down into the pool of lube. The sickly-sweet flavor of artificial strawberry filled her mouth as her tongue pressed against the center of that pink starfish...and perhaps it was the lube, or perhaps because the demon was sleeping, but the sphincter flexed at her touch...and Lois pressed harder, her tongue squirming as she felt the circle of muscle give, until the tip of her tongue touched a warmer inside.

The reporter's fingers crept up. Still lapping at that ass, strawberry-flavored lube oozing over Blaze's balls, Lois Lane's fingers pulled at that asshole...which opened like a flower, letting the reporter's tongue dip deeper, into the wet heat of Blaze's ass. Fingers slippery with lube as, shaking with need and excitement, Lois opened that Satanic shithole wider and wider, licking at the exposed flesh, letting her fingers push deeper...it was all so easy.

Until, lube running down her chin, Lois pulled her face out of the gaping hole. stared down into Blaze's insides. She could almost see the bulge that had to be the demon's prostate. She could have stroked it with a finger.

The reporter grinned. Her right hand curled in on itself, left hand still holding the hole open as she shoved her whole hand into that gaping ass...