Wo pehle se hi chaukanna thi to ekdum se uth baithi… Fir jo dekha uske sar me ek garmi si chhaaa gayi. Sara badan kampne laga…Darwaze ke samne jo ...able lagaya tha, wo wesa hi hai, par uske thik samne ek admi sar niche karke, palti marke baitha hai, sarir par sirf ek safed dhoti, naina ghabrate huye chilla uthi——kaun ho tum???To wo akaar uth khada hua, us ka sar dheere dheere upar hone laga. Window ki halki roshni me usne dhyan se dekha to, chehra jana pehchana sa laga,par uske sarir me sirf ek. Grabbing the back of my head pushing it deep on his cock. Holding it there, I cant breath I almost panic, he say such a good slut. I relax hold it there my tounge stroking his cock, drool dripping from my lips. He cums, I swallow pulls me up say bith stand were going up stairs. I walk shakley up the stairs, grabbing the railing afraid to loose balance. He tells me to sit on this sex chair. I do, "move up bitch". My right foot some how restrained, then my left. Next " Bitch give me your hand I. . and to you, to do anything you desire."Her black eyes smouldered and something wilder and far less noble pulled at Landis's heart. Pulled hard. She was incredibly attractive. Right then he wanted nothing more than to drive his hard manhood up into the moist warmth between her legs while fondling those enticing breasts.He remembered the cadaver lying on the table behind him and paused."Forgive my hesitancy," Landis said, "but it didn't work out so well for the last man."The succubus looked at. As she climbed out of the car and walked wearily towards the door, Helen was overcome by a suspicious urge to turn around. Had she locked the car? Surely. She looked anyway, glancing over her shoulder, then she suddenly stopped where she was and spun on her heel. There had been someone in the car. A face. Hadn’t there? Helen’s heart thumped erratically against her chest as she stared at the car. No, it was her imagination. Or perhaps her weariness and hunger. She pushed the lock button on the.