There's A Guy

"He's out of my league, though," Lois said as Angelica Blaze bottomed out inside of her, grinding that cock as deep as it could go. The fingers caressed Lois Lane's throat, not tightening enough to cut off her breath, but just holding her firmly. The other two fingers were still embedded in Lois Lane's pussy, spreading her wider than even the cock could.

"Out of every woman's league. Wonder Woman maybe, or Supergirl..."

The fingers tightened, and suddenly Lois couldn't talk.

"Now, now," Angelica said as she began to move. "Don't count yourself out. You have a lot going for you. But tell me...do you want him just because you think you can't obtain him?"

The fingers loosened, and Lois gasped for breath. She sucked in air, suddenly a little dizzy. The cock was sliding in and out of her wet slick, and Lois felt an unexpected rush.

"I don't...I don't know. I mean, I can't just throw myself at him. He's...super." Lois blushed.

"I'm just saying, focusing on the unobtainable means you don't have to worry about actually doing anything about it," Lois was going to respond when she felt the fingers tighten around her throat again. The cock was moving faster now, the dickgirl humping the reporter's cunt from behind. "Holding out for Mr. Super means you miss a lot of cock along the way."

Angelica loosened her grip, and Lois could breathe again. She coughed, drawing air into her lungs. The reporter's head was swimming, both from the questions and the sudden inrush of oxygen. The cock was plugging away at her pussy, and Lois didn't want to think about Superman or anything else than that at the moment.

"You know what I find really liberating?" Blaze whispered, a third finger playing at the reporter's pussy as the cock cleaned Lois Lane's pipes. "Making an irrevocable decision. Something that eliminates the impossible aspiration entirely. When you can't hold out for the best anymore, what's to stop you from doing anything else?"

Lois wasn't sure how to respond to that. She could still feel those sweat-slick fingers around her throat, wondering when they would tighten up again. Just anticipating it added a thrill of danger to their lovemaking.

"Like for example...if you got pregnant...how would Mr. Super respond to that?"