Mercy Mounts Lois

"Wait..." Lois said, breathing hard, feeling Maria squirm beneath her. "I just came, I need..."

"You're still hard," Mercy Graves said as she slipped herself down on the reporter's cock, gobs of white jizz still coating the purple tip of Lois Lane's girlcock.

The bodyguard sighed, face glowing with sweat, flushed with exertion as she felt the reporter's cock slip inside her unprotected pussy.

"Sometimes I just need a cock," Mercy said as she started to move.

The hot, tight wet hole squeezed Lois almost painfully. Mercy was tighter than Maria, and her pussy was different, this is was difficult for the dickgirl reporter to put into words how and why.

Maybe it was the heat, or the fevered slap of flesh against flesh as Mercy rode the cock hard, not giving Lois even a moment to get soft again. The bodyguard moved with a **** purpose, one hand balancing her against the wall of the stall, the other rubbing at her clit. The woman's eyes were focused on where their cock and cunt messily squished together, apparently hypnotized by the sight of the dick spreading her tight hole, pushing the labia in and out.

"D-dangerous," Lois huffed, her own hands braced against the sides of the stall, trying to relieve some of the pressure of Maria, who lay beneath her.

"Yeah," Mercy agreed. "I always...wondered...who would knock me up. Let's...see if...you got what it takes...Lane!"

The bodyguard was moving faster and harder now, her climax obviously close, and at the base of her dick Lois could feel the familiar pressure of a load ready to burst. Not a big load, not like when she came in Maria, whose pussy was probably still drooling sticky strands of jizz onto the bathroom floor, but a small but potent load.

Her cock was still too sensitive, and Lois didn't think she could hold it in.

"Gonna...cum!" Lois gasped.