Chapter 17 by Zeebop

How does Lois react to that?

Stand Still And Let Her Mother Lick Her Pussy

Her mother crawled over to Lois Lane on her hands and knees. The reporter's fingers mechanically rubbed at her clit, even though her stomach churned. Everything about this was wrong...nasty...disgusting. It wasn't that Lois hadn't wondered what it might like to feel another woman's mouth on her pussy, a tongue sliding between those lips...but not her mother's.

Blaze sat, the scarlet demon stroking her hard cock, the white eyes enjoying the scene.

"We don't have to do this," Lois said, suddenly. "I'm wet enough. We can just fuck, we don't..."

"You do," Blaze said. "If you want her soul to be free, just lean back and let that slut of a mother suck on your cunt for a while."

Hating herself, Lois brought her hand away from her pussy. Her mother was down between her knees now, face looking up at her. Lois swallowed hard as she looked down into those violet eyes, just like hers, the lined face...

"It's okay, honey," Ella Lane said. Lois could feel her mother's breath on her pussy. "Really. It's alright. Just let me make you feel good. It'll all be over soon. Please, just relax and let me help you."

Lois closed her eyes. She didn't want to see the moment when her mother's lips touched her pussy. The feel of her breath against the small, carefully trimmed patch of black pubic hair above her mons. The warm, wet thing that slithered between her lips, searching, exploring...so much more delicate and yet somehow sure than any lover she had ever known. There was none of the hesitation of brutishness of men licking her pussy. Ella Lane knew exactly what she was doing.

The older woman slurped, cheeks hollowing as she pressed her mouth around her daughter's cunny and sucked, tongue playing at the hot little tunnel. She was coaxing the reporter's pussy to lubricate herself, licking and teasing, slurping and nuzzling, and against her will Lois could feel her traitorous cunt, already wet, begin to positively flood...and worse than that, her pussy was growing hot...nipples so hard they ached...and Lois dug her fingernails into palms to try and distract her from the growing tide of pleasure she could feel inside of her body.

No, please, she prayed silently. Not like this. Don't let me cum on my mother's face, please!