Press Their Pussies Together

Lois scooted to the edge of the bed, raising her left leg to expose herself to her mother. Other older woman knelt, lifting her right leg. The two cunts kissed, the little tufts of black and grey pubic hair mingling as they pressed together.

"Mom!" Lois gasped. She couldn't believe she was actually tribbing with her own mother. Their lips pressed against each other, the heat building between their genitals.

"Lois," the older woman said, as she gently rubbed her pussy against her daughter's. "Do you trust me?"

"Yes...of course..." she said.

"This is going to feel strange...but you might enjoy it," Ella Lane promised her daughter. "Just relax."

Lois tried to relax as her mother pressed her crotch harder against her daughter's. She stared down at where their pussies were pressed together, a sense of expectation growing inside of her...and then she felt something brush against her pussy lips.

Something wet and slick was pressing against the reporter's cunt, seeking entry. Lois turned her gaze to her mother's face, but Ella Lane's eyes were closed, her expression unreadable.

"Just...relax Lois. Let it happen." Mother and daughter gasped in unison as the intruding thing slipped fully into Lois' channel. The reporter could feel her pulse pounding faster. It didn't feel like any cock that she had ever known, but still, Lois felt certain that in some strange way, she was being fucked.

"You're so tight!" Ella gasped, and the thing inside Lois wiggled deeper. It was slim and long, not stiff at all, just...wiggling deeper and deeper inside of the reporter.

"Mom? What's going on? What are you doing?" Lois began to shake as the tendril or whatever it was slipped deeper inside of her than any cock had ever gone.

"Oh Lois...I thought so long and hard...how to cheat the devil. At last I found a way...but I can only do it with you. If you agree..." Ella opened her eyes and stared her daughter into the face. "One soul...she can only take one of us...but if we're together...two become one..."

The old woman's hands grasped Lois's face and held it as the seeking tendril touched the reporter's womb. "Oh baby...it's time."