The Loises Allow Their Pussy To Be Eaten

"Fine," Lois Lane's right head said, rolling her eyes as she gave up on the unspoken argument. "Pussy eating is a gender-neutral activity. I'll just close my eyes and think of Superman."

"You do that," Lois Lane's left head said. "Because I think a woman eating out our pussy is hot!"

"Ladies...please..." Adonia said. "Why don't you lie down, spread your legs, and I can see what we have to work with?"

The two-headed reporter obliged, each head handling a single arm and leg, yet coordinating almost as if they were a single person. They settled on their back, legs akimbo, cheeks burning. Lois-right looked away not wanting to stare as the doubly endowed dickgirl got on her hands and knees...frowned as she felt warm fingers pull at the lips of her labia...and all the while, Lois-left was grinning like the cat that ate the canary.

Adonia frowned.

"Uh, Mercy? Little complication here," the dickgirl said. "Can you zoom in on this?"

Adonia leaned back, using both hands to spread Lois Lane's labia wide...and both of the reporter's heads saw a camera drop down from the ceiling and zoom in on the exposed pink flesh. To Mercy Graves, it was if she stared at something out of a medical textbook. A pink wall of flesh descended from a clitoris that was swollen and bulbous, twice as big as normal. On each side of the dividing line the camera could clearly see the small divot of a urethra, and then the larger opening to the vaginal canal...beyond which could be spied, when Adonia pushed her fingers in and spread them a little, the soft, swollen donut of a cervix.

"I see it," Mercy's voice crackled from the speakers. "Proceed with cunnilingus."

"What is it?" Lois-left said.

"What's wrong?" Lois-right asked.

Adonia gave a sheepish grin. "Well...it looks like you've got two separate vaginal canals. That's rare, though not unheard of. Anyway, it shouldn't make much of a difference for pussy-eating, just, ah, let me know if it feels any different..."