Yes—But Jorge Wants In On This Action

Mac's chocolate-colored dick fell across the reporter's face, his balls pressed against Lois Lane's forehead.

"Oh you wanna suck this dick?" he said, hips humping, letting the warm man-meat flop over the half-sober reporter's face. When it got within range of her lips, Lois swallowed her pride and kissed the underside.

"Oh yeah, man. I don't just wanna suck it. I want to feel that hot baby batter bust down my throat. Swallow all that yummy nut," Lois said, in her best impression of a drunk bimbo slut.

"Sheeee-it! Bitch is greased and ready for it!" Mac said, lifting his half-stiff dick up and smacking her with it. "Guess Aimee's got you hot and ready huh?"

"Hey, let me get in on this," Jorge said, the pale skinny white guy pressing in on the reporter, the tip of his prick leaving a wet spot on her cheek.

"Both of us?" Mac said, his voice dubious. "Don't know if this bitch got a mouth that big brah..."

"Oh would you two not get into a little cock-measuring contest while I'm eating cunt?" Aimee said. Though Lois couldn't move her head to see it, she could almost sense how the green-haired young woman stared daggers at the two men as the reporter's juices dripped off her chin. "Both of you fuck her face if you want, just don't upset the infusion. And finish quick and inside of her. If she swallows the evidence, Mistress will never know."

That sounded like Lois Lane's cue.

"Yeah guys....fuck my throat! I want to taste both of you at the same time," Lois said, trying hard to sound like she meant it...and maybe, a little bit, she did; Aimee's tongue had gotten her hot and bothered, and the toxins that Poison Ivy was pumping throughout the reporter's body made her feel feverish, jittery, excited...

...and maybe there was something else that led the two young men to eagerly undo the straps that held the reporter's head down. Lois knew that Poison Ivy's lipstick contain pheromones or some sort of chemical that let her influence men...

Could my body be generating it on its own? Already? Lois wondered.

Then her head tilted back, over the edge of the table...and Lois felt two cocks push past her lips, smearing pre-cum on her teeth.

"Open wide, cunt!" Jorge said, excitement and agitation in his voice.