Chapter 19 by Zeebop

Does Anyone Come To See Why Mara Was Screaming?

A New Pair Of Tits Arrives

Lois Lane opened the door...and stared into a chasm of cleavage. Her brain stopped, cock threatening to rip through her pants. They were the biggest set of tits that the reporter had ever seen on a human being, vast pale rippling masses of pillow-soft flesh that jutted forward, supported by some kind of shelf-like bustier...and they were blemish-free, pale veins running beneath the flesh but not marred by scars or stretch marks, moles or wrinkles. They pushed forward, overshadowing the reporter's own newly-enhanced bust, the hard points of the nipples resting on the reporter's collarbones, Lois Lane's chin at the start of that great line of cleavage.

"What happened here?" A female voice insisted.

Lois raised her head, finally acknowledging there was a human being attached to those breasts. The reporter was 5'7"; not the tallest woman, but a bit above average. The woman that loomed above her had to be at least a foot taller. Dark, curly hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, framing a face like the bust of Nefertiti. Dark eyes stared down at Lois from a thin face, a Mona Lisa smile on the soft lips. No makeup, no evidence of a woman's normal artifice. She was simply...all woman.

The reporter's cock tugged forward, as though **** to bury itself in the pussy that was so near and yet so far.

Play it cool, Lane, Lois told herself.

"She came before I did," the reporter told the woman. "I still need to get off. Think you could help me with that?"

The dark eyes locked on the reporter's own violet orbs.

"You're a cute little thing," a hint of pink tongue slipped past those lips, as though tasting the air. "But I don't think you could afford me."

The reporter swallowed. She had to make a move.