Elyse Secures Her Boys

Elyse cupped Omar and Andrew's crotches, feeling their cocks bulging up she smiled inwardly.

"Jake fucked the two whores that concierge let in so hard his soul came loose. I'm willing to bet you two think you can do even better." Elyse alluringly stated between them. Oh how she just wanted to use her claws to rip their clothes clean from flesh.

How exciting it would be to pounce one fleeing, and after tackling them to the ground fucking them until their resistance drains away like the life of a hunted prey.

Elyse moaned pleasantly as Andrew found himself irresistibly fingering the newly curvaceous woman who had always been "one of the boys" on the team.

Never before had he thought if her sexually but now... Now all he wanted was to feel her body and whip his cock out to see if it might entice her.

"Omar, you aren't about to let Andrew take the lead are you?" Elyse goaded, she had known Andrew would be the more susceptible of the two to the Idol's influences when she watched them walk down the hall.

Omar's mind was stuck on one thing. Nothing was right. Since they stepped out of the elevator something had been tugging at the back of his head fearfully.

He was in a real life horror film. Nothing else fit.

Some people go off to respond to reports of the unusual.

Those people call for help.

Help arrives to find everything out of place, and some seemingly familiar oversexed phantom now was trying to seduce him.

He should run. Oh how watching horror films made running from this look so easy! Omar's dick ached with anticipation of whatever pleasure Elyse might offer.

"I'm sorry about what happened to you." Omar apologized before bolting down the hall for the elevator.

At the same time Eric bolted the opposite way himself fearful of what Elyse was alluding to.

Elyse had a hard time resisting the urge to give chase, must be a new instinct Elyse thought licking her lips as she undid Andrew's pants.

Omar didn't stop to see if there was any pursuit. He couldn't trust ducking into any of the rooms here to call for help either. He aimed for the stairs by the elevator, he had to warn people!

Eric meanwhile just fled for his own well being. He was never a fighter and whatever was going on here was well over his head. His mind seemed to lag behind his need for a next action as he soon found himself at the end of the hall. He hated the stairs.