Blaze Stops Her

Face burning with shame, Lois bit back the little mewl that threatened to come from her lips as her mother really dug into her pussy, the tongue lapping deep and rough, rimming her hole, nose brushing against her clit...so strong and eager, like a puppy chowing into a bowl of food...and Lois struggled to control herself, to hold back the heat that was building up within her. Yet as much as she hated herself, she could feel the damn begin to break.

"Enough," Blaze said.

Relief ran through the reporter as Ella Lane pulled her face away from her daughter's crotch, licking her lips, juices dripping off her chin. The older woman's gaze was unreadable. Lois hardly recognized her mother at that moment; she looked like some sultry seductress, some terrible slut hungering for sex...and a part of the reporter wondered if she was seeing her mother's true self for the first time. All the careful masks of propriety and social norms torn away, revealing her as a being of pure sexual urges.

"It's time," the demon said from across the room. She held her crimson dick, wet with Ella Lane's spit, in the air. "Come here, Lois. Sit."

On shaky legs, Lois walked forward. This was what she had agreed to, after all. Fuck the devil, and her mother goes free. It sounded so simple, yet it was so...indecent. The closer Lois got, the bigger the cock looked. Bigger than any of her boyfriends, anyway. Eight inches at least...and the base looked thicker than anything Lois had ever taken inside of her. She wondered briefly if the scarlet succubus was changing the size of her cock...but then she was standing before the devil's outstretched legs, and it was too late.

Lois made to turn around, but Blaze stopped her with a "tut."

"Face me. I want to see you as you ride my cock. As you cum on my dick."

Stiffening her spine, Lois turned back. She lifted one leg up onto the old-fashioned couch where Blaze sat, aiming her pussy down toward the stiff tower of cock below. Reached out above and behind the demon to grip the back of the couch and lifted her other leg up onto the couch. Struggling as she was to minimize contact with the demon, Lois began to lever her body down, the demon with one hand on her dick to help aim it at the hot pussy.

"You look so tense, Lois," the pure white eyes raked against the naked form of the woman only inches from her. "Perhaps you would like your mother to help?"

Lois shook her head in a silent no...and the demon's smile went from a Mona Lina grin to something wider, more predatory.