In The Mood

The demon was naked on the couch. All pretense of humanity fled. The dark horns curled up from her brow looked like lethal weapons; the crimson cock curled over the huge hairless balls between those spread thighs looked just as dangerous...or at least it would, when hard. Pure white eyes drank in the sight of the naked reporter, as from dark wells.

"You don't look happy, Lois," Blaze observed.

The reporter spared a glance at her mother, who was sitting with her hands clasped in her lap on one of the chairs.

"I don't know if I'm exactly in the mood."

"That could be a problem."

That shook Lois. It was bad enough that she was going to let herself get fucked y this literal demon from hell; she didn't want to hear about technical difficulties.

"Despite my appearance, I am not needlessly cruel," the demon said. "Nor do I like to take by ****. Necessity requires this of us, but it need not be...unpleasant, for either of us."

"So...what do you have in mind?" Lois asked.

"Ella," the demon spoke without looking at the older woman. "Service me with your mouth get me hard so that I can fuck your daughter properly. And you Lois—" the smile flickered across Blaze's lips. "Touch yourself. Get your pussy wet and ready. It will be so much quicker and more enjoyable for us both, if you are lubricated."

Before the reporter could protest, Ella Lane stood up. The older woman still had poise, as she brought her hands back to tie her hair in a bunch, as Lois had seen her do so many times. With confidence and grace the older slid onto the couch, her eyes focused on her goal.

Blaze simply held her hands up, behind her own head. Those pure white eyes stared into Lois Lane's own as the reporter's mother lifted, the soft scarlet schlong into her mouth and began to suck.

It was a challenge, and Lois knew it. Hated her for it. There was nothing about this scene that should turn her on, her own mother sucking the devil's dick. Yet she had come this far for love of her mother, and what did it matter if she touched herself? She had already committed to fucking Blaze, masturbating for her couldn't be any worse.

So Lois spread her legs and, under the demon's watchful gaze, slid two fingers down to rub her dry slit. The demon's eyes burned as she took in the sight...and Lois saw that her mother's head was bobbing, the crimson cock hardening in her mouth.