Unclick The Dick!

The seconds stretched out. Lana Lang, utterly possessed, froth dribbling from the corners of her mouth in a definitely unsexy way, was churning the demonic cum inside Lois Lane's pussy almost superhumanly fast. In the time it took the reporter to tap on the DMN app icon on the screen and load the app, she had been railed at least sixteen times, head banging into the metal pipe every time the cockhead ground into the back of her poor, abused cunt.

But who's counting? Lois thought through the pleasure and the pain as she tried to steady the phone. Lana Lana's crimson cock was a blur, and the capture function of the app couldn't catch. The reporter growled. **** measures were called for.

Her legs clinched to draw her lover's cock deep inside of her. Pussy muscles clamped tight, **** to hold the cock in place long enough for the app to lock on. Lana growled, desperately trying to thrust her hips even deeper inside of Lois, but it was no use: there was no more room at the inn. The demonic dong filled Lois Lane's pussy without any wiggle at all, and the reporter zoomed in on the red root of that great prick and tapped on it.

Options sprang up—more and different demonic genitalia. Lois growled as she felt Lana begin to shift side to side, hitting her walls. At the rate that the dickgirl was balling her, Lois didn't know how much time she had before she got another dose of baby batter in her already overflowing spunkhole, but she knew that Lana's body couldn't take much more of this. She needed to undo it, now.

Undo... Lois noticed a golden arrow in the corner of the screen. She tapped it.

UNDO COCK? the message popped up.

The reporter tapped the affirmative. Inside of her, she could feel the dick begin to throb. Her pussy was feeling very wet, and Lois realized she was panting, breasts rising and falling, nipples hard as rocks. She didn't know if Lana was cumming inside of her again or if she was just wetter than Niagra Falls, but she knew that she had to sort this out quickly.

Another message popped up, and the reporter's heart sank.