Surrender

Something about watching her friend be possessed by a pissed of ghost was doing just the trick, Brynja couldn't take it any longer. "Why don't you take it out on me?" She nervously asked.

"Well now what do we have here?" Whatever was inside Taylor now seemed rather curios. "You're a naughty little thing aren't you?"

"I don't know, I'm just so horny right now, I can't think straight and I don't appreciate you taking over my friend."

"What are you going to do about it slut?"

"Not a thing, you have the power here." Brynja looked into her friends eyes, the only thing she could see was whatever had possessed her. Taylor moved herself closer to Brynja's ear.

"You fucking bitch! You're so sick aren't you slut?" Taylor grows a wicked smile. "This was planned wasn't it? What a little whore!" Brynja began to think there was some truth to those words, maybe she did want this, after all she's put up no resistance. Not that she wants to of course, whoever is inside her friend is pissed, and it's driving her crazy.

"Are you gonna do something about it or are you all talk?" Brynja teased as she spread her legs, revealing her gorgeous little honeypot already wet and aching.