Poppy is such a helping sister

Duncan groaned while Poppy's hand kept caressing his shaft, she guided it like a seasoned pornstar, grazing her rock-hard nipples with the tip, the guiding it until it stayed near her lips, her hot breath making him shudder even more.

"You know I can stop this bro, just a word from you and I'll left this room and leave you alone," Poppy said teasingly. But he couldn't stop her. He didn't see her enter his bedroom or tiptoing behind his back, such is his concentration on his raging shaft, his thoughts focused on what he did earlier with Ms Anders. His schock when he felt his ister hands on his shaft wasn't enough to fight back his pent-up lust. She was everything he needed right now, his desires overroding everything else.

He leaned far back in his chair, giving Poppy full access to his engorged dick. The busty little redhead slurped his entire length down her throat, moaning with pleasure as she realized how easy it was to swallow his cock, and how pleasurable it could be to control Duncan's pleasure. He was totally enthralled by her actions, unable to do anything but enjoying the intense sensation radiating from his crotch. She could feel him throbbing harder, his shaft swelling inside her mouth as he was getting close. Poppy went down with lightening speed slamming her open mouth balls deep onto his cock and then started bobbing her head all the way to the tip of his cock in a quick repetitive motion.

"OHH FUCK ! S-SIS YOU'RE SO... AAHH", Duncan cried, burst of pleasures radiating from his shaft as the Idol allowed him a small release. Poppy moaned when she felt Duncan's warm spunk filling her mouth, the corrupt taste inflamming her senses. Despite that neither Duncan nor Poppy were yet satisfied. His cock remained hard as thrust his aching rod toward the object of his desire. But she was already gone.

Opening his eyes, he stared at Poppy seductively moving on all fours on his bed, her naked body glistening with a light sheen of sweat. She twisted her empty pussy back and forth in the air, silently urging him to cross the last taboo and to mount her. Poppy smiled as she noticed her longer nails and how they were turning into claws. She still wasn't understanding the consequences of her actions but she wasn't caring either. She was turning into the perfect slut and she was now fully enjoying it. But her thoughts were interrupted when she felt Duncan's cock pressing on her drenched cunt.

***

Anita smiled as she climbed the stairs while moans of pleasure could be heard around her. Poppy's cries of extasy were joinded by her parents groans of pleasure.

"It's time to wrap up," she thought as she removed her maid's uniform, resisting an intense desire to shred her glamour

Anita's smile grew wider when she entered her employer’s bedroom. Bethany was on her hands and knees, her head buried into a pillow to muffle her cries of pleasure while her husband was behind her, savagely fucking her, his hands occasionally slapping the blonde’s ample ass. While Bethany was still somewhat resisting the demonic corruption, Greg was now accepting the Idol’s lewd promises of carnal debauchery. Whatever restrains he could have regain after fucking his secretary were disapearing, whased away by a torrent of pleasure and lust. Bethany's desires for a scession of passionate lovemaking had quickly turned into an animalistic mating, Greg asserting dominance on her, his 11 inches shaft brutally ramming her pussy.

If Bethany wouldn’t be here, he would have certainly grabbed the maid and fucked her on the table. Even his daughter looked like she wanted to fuck the maid, Greg’s fantasies of watching the two young women fuck each-others had returned, unless this time he didn’t fight them, instead embracing the depraved visions. After all, the maid should serve Poppy too. He had even begin to picture himself fucking Anita’s ass while she was between his daughter’s tights. Unfortunately his wife wasn’t embracing her desires, rejecting her own visions of lewd orgies.

"I see you're having fun," Anita said as she entered. Greg barely paused, his gaze locked on the maid's luscious naked form. Beneath him, Bethany squrmed as she tried to move away, embarassment and anger fighting with a barely concealed desire to let her join them. Her attempts to move away were thwarted by her husband who kept her in place, a hand firmly grabbing her hair and yanking her head back as he kept on going, slamming himself into her from above.

"You fucking tease," Greg said . "Get over here 'cause I want to see this cute tanned ass bouncing on my cock."

"Why?" she answered teasingly. "Isn't Madam enough for you?"

"Hell no, she has big tits and nice lips but she's not letting me using them ... And that ass!" Greg groaned as his brutal hands kneaded Bethany's firm butt, "I want to fuck this ass so bad !"

"You need a truely depraved whore," Anita said. And luckily foor you I have exactly what you need, grab this useless skank and follow me."