Test the Silver Kryptonite

The light inside the bathroom flickered and changed. Even with her mouth full of pussy, Lois noticed the transition. The pale fluorescent lights dimmed and were replaced with...something else. Her tongue diving deep into Mercy's twat, her pussy rubbing up against Maria's own cunny, the reporter found it difficult to qualify the difference...it wasn't any less bright, but the color of the light had shifted to some paler shade of white that seemed to bath the bathroom in a faerie glow.

Her skin tingled, and she wondered if the other women in the room felt it too. Mercy's hands grabbed onto the back of Lois' head and pulled her hard against her pussy, the reporter's nose grinding against that exaggerated clit as her tongue flicked in and out, fucking the bodyguard faster and faster—and Lois could feel Maria working the other end, and imagined she must be spreading the brunette's ass cheeks apart burying her own tongue as deep as it could go. Lois could only imagine what that must feel like...to be taken fore and aft like that by two hot, willing tongues.

She ran her hands down Mercy's legs, just enjoying the skinship, the sensation of connection from touching someone else. Lois hadn't felt like this since her first joint back in university, the way her roommate had suddenly been so fascinating that she wanted to just hug her and touch her and eat her up...

Downstairs

Luthor shifted uncomfortably, his erection pinned behind his belt buckle, one eye monitoring the women's vitals. The effect was currently stable, and required far less energy than any of the red kryptonite physical transformations. He wondered if there would be a hangover, after he shut it off...if the silver kryptonite was actually creating cannabinoids in their systems, it was possible...

Moans nearly shattered his eardrum as Mercy began her first orgasm. Irritated, Luthor dialed down the volume. It could potentially take hours for the trio to fuck themselves out...and as much as he might enjoy monitoring this experiment for a little while longer, he had his own not-so-little issue to deal with.

He rapped his fingers on the console, debating the issue...to continue watching for any new developments, or to go take care of his raging erection. Certainly, he could pay "XXX" a visit...