Well, strictly speaking, my direct ancestress is Bath-Tammuz, but Lilith is her sister and thus my myriad times aunt. As for Ursula, well, she’s a g...host, as you can tell. She’s going to love possessing you whenever she wishes to do so. You’ll have no say in that matter, you know,” Maurice warned Clothilde, who was furious at the news.“That’s rape! You’re a rapist!” Clothilde screamed, but Maurice threw back his head, laughing at her.“It’s not rape. It’s spectral possession. While she possesses. She wasn’t in control any more, she wasn’t saying anything, all that she had was the sheer thunderhead of joy that exploded from her sopping hot cunt. It passed, finally, and she collapsed for a moment. I got paid for that, she thought to herself. Damn I’m lucky. But clarity returned and she knew that she wasn’t getting paid only to enjoy herself. She rolled off of the mild mannered fucker’s body, turned to him, lay back, and spread her legs. Her wet pussy opened, all pink and slick. He stared. With two fingers I spread her, perfect suck-able pussy, open for you to see. Then slide my middle finger down over her clit and into her tight wet hole. When it emerges, there's a sticky string of cum leading from my finger tip to her pussy. I hear you groan when you see it. And I know you're aching to bury your tongue in her tight little hole.She wraps her hands under me and pulls me down hard on to her mouth.Mmmm fuck, she's ready to make me cum.I can feel her tongue lapping furiously at my. Eliza paused to brush the palm of her hand over my buttocks before allowing me to rise from the horse. As I stood up, she gave me a wry smile, her phone in her hand busily pressing a few buttons. My phone buzzed, but my arse was a lot hotter than a nuclear reactor. “You were such a darling,” she told me, “the butler will see you out.” With that Eliza turned and left the dungeon. I couldn’t help but stare at her body and especially her arse as she walked up the stairs, my cock semi-hard and I.