Femme Fatale

Following the trophy wife is easy enough and when she goes to visit a spa, Lilin follows her there. It is remarkably easy for Lilin to charm the masseur to let her take care of one particular customer.

"Alright, are ready for your massage ma'm? I'm sure you are going to enjoy this immensively." Lilin says while walking in. They chit-chat while Lilin massages her victim. She is Mrs. Sandra Hoffman. She's 29 and as you suspected, not ashamed to admit that she married for money. "Mmm... I can see how you managed to nab your husband..." Lilin jokes while massaging Sandra. She moans in response. She did come her to relax and unwind, but even she didn't expect to be this relaxed! She feels like she is putty in the hands of this masseuse and spilling out her life story while being fondled and massaged. "Ah! Ah! Ah... Right there..." experienced hands soon go from warming her up and loosening her tension, into pure bliss.

Sandra isn't sure when the masseuse undressed, but feeling her naked skin against hers, she has no complaints. "Now just try to keep quiet, I think I found a spot that needs special attention" Lilin whispers in her ear before sliding down her body, agonizingly slowly, and planting kisses all the way down. By the time Sandra feels the wonderful mouth on her bottom, she can't help but raise her hips from the massage table to give better access to her cunt that is aching to be touched. "AH!" she can't help from crying out but goes immediately to stuffing her face into a pillow to suppress her sounds of pleasure. Lilin tongues the woman's asshole while rubbing her clit gently, before attacking her pussy with her tongue as well. By the time she deems the woman suitably primed and rolls her onto her back and starts really going to town on her, Sandra is shaking and gasping for air in the throes of her climax. But still Lilin shows no mercy.

Lilin feels a hand grabbing her hair, Sandra is covering her mouth with her other hand and if she could trust herself not to scream if she removed the hand, she would be begging for mercy and pause in Lilin's tongue work. Instead Lilin pushes her tongue deeper and the mortal no longer resists as she is far too overwhelmed by her multiple orgasms to do anything conscious. When Lilin's 30cm tongue retracts from the spasming cunt and she crawls up Sandra's still shivering body, she sees that the poor woman has fainted from pleasure. "Not used to this? Your husband never fucked your brains out like this?" Lilin chuckles. Sandra is barely responsive. Her eyes still rolled back in her head and drool seeping out from her mouth. "Well, you weren't using your brain that much anyway, and if your husband isn't using your body properly, you might as well give both of them to me."

Lilin drops her glamour and grabs Sandra's face with both of her hands, her eyes turn white as do Sandra's "Let's take a look at that mind of yours... Yes, this will have to go..." the mortal gasps and drools as her mind is being rewritten and filled with instructions. Finished with that, Lilin slides further up and sits on Sandra's face, planting her succubus cunt on the woman's mouth. The moment the mortal tastes the juices flowing from the daemon's pussy, she starts to obediently lap them up. "Good girl. Mmm..." 15 minutes ago, Sandra was straigth and had no interest in women, but her now she worships her mistress until Lilin gets up. "Time's up, this session is over now. You are going to clean up, forget what happened her and go back home. You instructions will active at midnight. Got that?" "Yes mistress..." Sandra responds with a robotic voice.