It Makes Sense...

Julia could never have imagined doing this, it came so easy the growing confidence, the increasingly absent anxiety. If anything she willed her concerns further away as she pulled off Joe's cock gasping for air.

“Close.” Magda encouraged as she took her turn, licking and swallowing her husband's cock.

Eva pulled Julia into a deep kiss, barely letting the increasingly corrupted woman a chance to scream in pleasure at the experience of being double penetrated.

Julia was relishing being welcomed into their family. After Julia called and convinced her boss she had to come here they began to help her confidence flourish in the safety of their company.

Her old life was slowly being discarded. Her blouse hanging wide her bra ripped open freeing her swelling breasts for Tom to play with as he fucked into her pussy, her suit pants flung who knows where alongside her ripped panties.

Steve meanwhile fucked her recently virgin ass, while he and his brother both used their phallus tails to fuck their mother and Eva as they flanked her, sharing their techniques in cock sucking, and the loads of cum to swap that came with it.

As Julia's cell phone lit up, and beckoned her to respond to the vestige of her old life she screamed in delight. Looking wantonly to Melissa as the succubus donned her glamour to go greet the Realtor whose call was going unanswered.

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“This had better be worth my time.” Arta grumbled to herself closing her car door and straightening her business skirt. She had cancelled her spa appointment for this, the only reason she bothered turning up was to ensure she could take credit for this deal. Pausing for a moment she looked around.

The lots were wide, the houses were mostly one to two stories. So she might be able to secure lot splits or at the very least clear them to a flipper to build up. And with so many all together there would be little neighbourhood resistance to rezoning…

This could work… If Julia wasn't wrong.

Arta was about ready to throw her cell phone. How dare that employer not answer her call.

Stepping past the tow truck hauling away a pool cleaners truck Arta marched up to the door confidently her greed already thinking about how much Julia just scored for her as she knocked on the door.

“Hello, you must be Arta. The bus stop ads don't do you justice.” Melissa greeted cheerfully, secretly relishing the woman's false hospitality in return.

“Yes, I am. Pleasure to meet you. And you are?” Arta replied, her polish accent just barely audible.

“Melissa, my parents own this house. Julia has almost come around to their idea with the neighbours. But she insisted we talk to you to get the best deal.” Melissa replied, sensing the greed and vanity off the platinum blonde. “Right this way, everyone is waiting in the basement.”

Arta marched in, eager and confident to look at this idea. Taking off her shoes she adjusted her v neck to show the right amount of her boob job before following Melissa to the stairs.

Melissa smiled malevolently as she followed Arta down the stairs, sensing the woman's own selfish desires blinding her to the corruption swirling around her as she approached the bottom of the stairs and paused.

Arta couldn't smell the sex, or sense the danger. She dismissed her sense of arousal as little more than the excitement of sensing a good deal. She was already plotting how much a take she wanted on any flip going on.

As she reached the bottom of the stairs however there was nothing but darkness. That and a hacking noise and… was that a muffled moan? Where was this gathering of neighbours? Why weren't the lights on? Where was the light….

Arta's pause on the stair was absolutely momentary, Melissa saw to that. As the realtor stopped for a moment the former girl next door turned corruptor of her neighbourhood effortlessly put a foot to the realtor's back and shoved her forward. Down the last couple steps, onto all fours, briefcase flying wide as Arta reacted with disgust at the slimy moist floor she had landed on in her hands and knees.

They would pay for this designer suit!

Arta's outrage was momentary as she slowly noticed the glowing eyes lurking in the shadows around the basement, sitting up she started to rise to her feet to flee back up the stairs.

“I wouldn't bother.” Melissa's voice had lost the innocent welcoming tone that had lead Arta in. Now it gave Arta chills, commanding and strong, yet seductive.

The room began to glow brighter and brighter, as if the walls were embers of a fire starting to glow hotter and hotter towards bursting into flame.

But what shocked Arta most as the room came into view was the activity going on before her.