The Screen Changes

The central image on the screen was pure, milky white now. The pink edges were swirling faster, alternately deepening and lightening in color, shifting from an almost crimson to a milky pale pink that merged with the central screen. Lois could still feel John Henry Iron's black dick, deep inside of her, impaling her, and licked her lips as she felt the slow, wet slide of goo dripping out of her bare cunt. Backwash, she knew, but part of her regretted it. She should have been in stirrups, on her back, ass raised, to let it soak in. All those wrigglers, without even a chance of accomplishing their purpose. But then the screen changed...

The pink swirls moved in from the edges, and Lois watched entranced as something shifted in the pure, liquid white that filled the front of the screen. Absently, as though from a distance, she felt the hard cock pull out of her, the sudden sensation of emptiness followed by her instinctive clamping of cunt muscles to keep as much of his seed inside her as possible.

A pink light flashed, words on the screen there and then gone again before Lois could fully process them. The whiteness in the middle of the screen faded out, replaced by a camera image of a pussy...Lois made out the familiar trim of the dark pubic hair, the dollop of jizz hanging off the lips, which looked red and raw as though freshly fucked. The pink light flashed again, but this time the reporter could make out the words.

BLACK BRED CUNT

Lois blinked, remembering the video from earlier. That's what this was about, wasn't it? The pink light flashed again, not stopping this time.

ARE YOU?

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?

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BLACK PREGNANT

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KNOCKED UP

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BY A BIG

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BLACK

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COCK

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?

Lois stared, her own freshly creampied pussy overlaid by the flashing message, which kept repeating over and over. The reporter struggled to focus, feeling as well as watching the fresh warm jizz slowly drip out of her. And what was it that John had told her, in the coded language of dick thrusts...play along? Maybe that's what it was going for...a response.

Somewhere, as though far away, Lois heard herself say:

"Yes."