Her Firstborn Daughter

Lois shook, shocked to her core as the depth of the betrayal set in. Her own mother had...sold her. For what? Gambling debts and a cure for the clap? The woman she had known and loved all her life, even after she died...

Ella reached over and laid her hand on Lois' own. "I know, this must be hard for you to hear. But there's more." She gave her daughter's hand a squeeze. "I couldn't just...give you over. Free will and all that. You had to have a choice. That's why you're here." The older woman took a deep breath, her breasts wobbling at the movement. Lois traced a bead of sweat a it ran down her mother's tit.

"When I died...natural causes, just a heart attack...Blaze took me to hell. That's where I've been all these years. Giving you a chance to grow up...to live your life...and now, the choice has come to you." Ella leaned forward, reaching up with one hand to caress Lois' face. The reporter felt that soft skin on her own...and the older woman smelled, just like her mother used to smell. Like home.

"If you give yourself to Blaze...then my soul is released. If you don't...then I stay with her. Forever."

Their faces were inches from each other, and Lois saw herself reflected in those eyes...the eyes she had remembered as a child...

"I'm so glad..." Ella's lips were so close that Lois could feel the older woman's breath on her face. "...so glad to see you grown up into such a beautiful woman..."

The kiss came as a surprise to Lois...her mother's mouth so tender and warm and familiar. Yet Ella Lane had never kissed her daughter like this. Not with her warm, wet tongue slipping into her daughter's mouth...