He Didn't Raise A Cocksucker

Her father's cock was in her mouth. A passenger in her own body, Lois felt her lips close around his shaft, tongue swishing around the head. She could taste the salty earthiness of his dick on her tongue.

"Lois Lane," the old man said, hauling his daughter bodily off of his dick. "What has gotten into you? I did not raise my daughter to suck cocks. Why I have a good mind to put you over my knee and...and..."

His mouth went dry as he stared at her. Lois didn't know what he was seeing, but she could feel her face twist into her mother's smile. Unable to stop herself, she hugged him close, her lips at his ears.

"You want to spank me, daddy? That's fine. But not here. Not in public. Let's go to the bathroom, Sammy."

Lois felt him shiver at that. Only her mother ever called him "Sammy." To everyone else he was Sam, the general, the man in charge—but as Lois felt her hands reach down to squeeze his hairy balls, she realized that her mother knew all of her father's weak points...and how to use them.

Her mother turned, confident, aiming Lois' body toward the bathroom with a hip-swinging sashay. She didn't have to turn around to know that Sam Lane was following behind, probably red in the face, stuffing his dick back into his pants, wondering how many people saw them—or saw him trail after her.

The bathroom was still empty. The brunette stood before one of the sinks, staring into the mirror. Lois wished she could tell what her mother was thinking, but she was trapped, a mute witness.

"It's all right Lois," her mother whispered. It was odd to hear her own voice. "It's all going to be okay. Just relax. You might even enjoy it." Her mother's smile crept across Lois' face once again.

Sam Lane came into the bathroom, fac as red as a beat. Lois could see him in the mirror, closing in. He looked angry...embarrassed...and something else, something Lois had never seen on his features before.

Horny.

Lois' thumbs hooked into the waistband of her pants, and she pulled them down, sliding them over her ass.

"Well Sammy," she cooed. "What are you going to do?"