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Chapter 19 by Zeebop Zeebop

How Does Lois Lane Answer?

Trying To Drunkenly Suck Blaze's Dick And Vomiting Messily Over It

In response, Lois Lane bonelessly slid down until her knees hit the floor. The drunken reporter's mouth sloppily wandered over the half-limp cock, her tongue scraping jizz and pussy-froth off the filthy prick...and Angelica Blaze smiled and leaned back, as the orgy continued around her. They seemed to be almost insulated from the crowd. No one jostled them, no stream of jizz or saliva splattered the reporter's skin or Blaze's boots.

Eyes crossed as she tried to focus on what was in front of her, Lois Lane grabbed the back of the dickgirl's thighs and did her best to shove the semi-rigid pecker down her throat. Globs of saliva drooled out of the reporter's slack lips, and she reeled dizzily as the salty sperm oozed over her tongue as Blaze instinctively tried to squeeze out the last little drop of old cum.

Lois Lane was lost in a haze of drunken lust. The reporter felt the dickgirl gather and lift her dark hair so it wouldn't get in her face as she gamely tried to stuff and cram ever more dick in her mouth. The half-swollen head poked at the opening of her throat...the hot, heavy balls brushed her chin...and all at once, things turned sideways.

The reporter gagged. Her throat contracted, then opened again. Her mouth gulped wide. Stomach lurched, then compressed. Lois Lane's world went suddenly wrong, her whole body suddenly clenched as ancient biological instincts went from swallow to spew...and a hot line of bile and half-digested booze erupted from her mouth.

The yellowish-grey vomit instantly soaked the dickgirls cock, and her pants. The dickgirl reacted with superhuman speed to pull her cock out of the reporter's mouth, but that just left her holding Lois Lane's dark hair as the reporter leaned forward and regurgitated everything onto the floor between the dickgirl's feet...

...and it just kept coming, and coming. Lois lay with her knees sprawled, her hands clenched onto Blaze's legs as her stomach heaved and heaved, the jizz dripping out of the reporter's splayed and exposed cunt.

Blaze sighed as she stared down at the utterly ill woman and her own vomit-splattered dick. She waited a few moments as Lois continued to throw up, all the while planning her next move...

What is Blaze's next move?

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