The family is back

Gradually, all members of the family came back to the large house. Anita noticed with perverse joy the first effects of the corrupted food they had ingested at breakfast. All of them looked flustered, Poppy and her step-mom all showing slightly red cheeks while the men were hiding their boner as best they could. All of them tried to calm down with different manners. Poppy sat down in the living room with a book, Duncan retreated into his bedroom while Greg tried to cuddle his wife but Bethany pushed him back. The blonde woman was feeling angry against herself, the diffuse feeling of horniness she had felt during the day had been a nuisance for her, impure thoughts were not something she was used to, further something she enjoyed. She hopped in the shower, using cold water against Anita’s demonic influence.

« Damn it, » the maid though as she heard the shower running, this bitch gonna be a tough nut to break. » Moving into the living room, she smiled as she noticed Poppy’s behaviour. The innocent teenager was focused on her copy of «Pride and Prejudice » she was studying for school. At first glance, nothing seemed unusual. But Polly’s notebook was left behind and she was daydreaming, her eyes closed while she was lightly caressing her crotch with her pen without realizing it. Walking quietly toward her, Anita sat on her haunches in front of the horny teenager. Poppy’s nostrils flared as she inhaled Anita’s scent, her breath becoming quick, shallow. The corruption once again infiltrated her fantasies. Her daydream of slow romantic lovemaking between a couple of Jane Austen’s book was beginning to give way to a hot, sweaty, messy fucking. Not knowing she was being observed, Poppy began to insert her pen inside her shorts, the little object caressing her panty-covered cunt as her juices began to leak profusely. In her dreams, the once prim and proper members of the British high society tore their fancy clothes as the previously well-ordered party degenerated into a depraved orgy, women being filled by men’s cocks or indulging into lesbian pleasure. A sudden movement of the pen hitting her clit sending her into a small orgasm, her legs shaking as she opened her eyes. She let out a gasp as she stared at Anita’s gorgeous brown eyes, her face a few inches from her. The Latina's lusty glare pierced her like a red-hot sword, her plump, moist lips slightly open, a clear invitation for a kiss.

Slowly, Poppy leaned over, her lips almost touching Anita’s. The shameless maid knew Poppy was falling into depravity, she…

«Anita? Is dinner ready? » Bethany yelled as she walked down the stairs. Regaining her senses, Poppy backed away, her face red with shame as she diverted her gaze from Anita’s. The maid smiled to her as she seductively rose, walking toward the kitchen as she answered yes to Bethany’s question. Her workday will be over after dinner. Things were progressing slowly but she giggled as she thought about how close the family’s doom was.