Everybody home, dinner will be served soon

Anita smiled as she saw Chanel awkwardly ran toward the front door, her dishevelled haircut and her scent betraying what happened with Poppy. The black girl’s T-shirt was pressed tight against a visibly bigger pair of breasts while soft moans escaped her lips with each awkward steps.

« Goodbye Chanel, please come back anytime you want, » the busty Latina said, waving her hand. Chanel paused briefly, still shaken after what happened. She felt torn between the unnatural horniness she still felt despite several orgasms and her fear of being caught by Poppy’s parents. And the sensations… With a moan, she ran away, Anita laughing as she heard the front door slam.

« Did she left? » Poppy asked behind Anita. The maid smiled as she took her time staring at Poppy. The voluptuous redhead’s body just exuded eroticism, her young body having been sculpted by the demonic corruption into a perfect teenage seductress. Her mind wasn't better, the caring, innocent girl was now a whorish brat.

Moving toward Anita, Poppy mashed her lips on the maid's plump pillows, hungrily kissing her, her tongue trying to subdue Anita's. The succubus chuckled at the young woman's boldness, her own tongue quickly imposing its rhythm while her hands possessively grabbed Poppy's ass, making her moan with desire.

« I'm a good slut now, » Poppy said, slightly out of breath after Anita stopped the passionate kiss. « Wil you let me taste you? Will you make me come? »

« I don't know, » Anita said teasingly. « I think you need to do something only an uninhibited slut could do to convince me, » she added, delighted to see Poppy's surprise when she once again turned her down.

« What? What can I do, I sucked Marshall's dick in a closet, I kissed two girls in the shower and I just licked my best friend's ass! I even gave her my sextoy so she could fuck herself like a bitch in heat while thinking about me! »

« You think you’re an accomplished slut with that? pfff. Show me something really depraved. Something like... »

Anita's sentence was interrupted by the opening of the front door. Duncan appeared in the hall, looking slightly feverish. He paused briefly to stare at Poppy and Anita, his gaze fixated on their deep cleavages. He seemed to hesitate, began to walk toward them before he changed his mind and ran toward the stairs. A few seconds after, his father entered the house too. He also paused to stare at the two women, a large bulge clearly apparent between his legs.

« Your wife is relaxing at the poolside Sir. Dinner will be ready in five minutes, » Anita said. Her words broke Greg's daydream. He babbled an answer before leaving.

« They look flustered, I bet they'll they want nothing more than a busty Latina on her knees in front of them, sucking their hard cocks... or maybe a slutty redhead instead, » Anita said, her hands wandering under Poppy's short skirt to tease her drenched slit.

Poppy gasped, her mind instantly full of visions of herself sucking her father's cock or on all fours letting her brother assfucking her. It was so wrong, so sinful, so nasty. Yes, she thought, only a depraved whore could do something like that. And she wanted to be a depraved whore so badly...

« I think I'll stay after the dinner, » Anita said. « I hope you'll show me what you can do, » she added, a wicked smile on her face as she felt Poppy's cunt throb under her fingers.