The busty dragoness stood there with her arms crossed watching the fight. Kurtis was on the ground, possessed by the succubus. Pyrriah and Pradu faced... Beliala alone. My heart clenched with such powerful fear for them.“Do something!” I screamed.“Kurtis hasn’t given the command, Mistress Lasla,” Mother Azuliana answered, her large breasts rising and falling. The golden collar tight around her throat. “Pyrriah can handle a demon.”“But Kurtis can’t give you the command!” I gasped. “The succubus has. ” Heidi looked at him in surprise, releasing him from her warm mouth. “Just one little push.” Jim’s eyes were dark, as her hand continually massaged him and he didn’t let go of her hair, “You’re so good Heidi, so damn good.” She stared up at him, her eyes twin pools of liquid desire, the soft brown colour warming his soul, urging him to push into her mouth again. “Come on baby, just hold it there.” She paused, swirled her tongue around the head, felt him stiffen, and moved further up, her spare. She knew now that if there was a person or persons present beside her husband, they could now see her in her lingerie. She was now standing blindfolded, in her bra, her soaking panties, a garterbelt, and a pair of nylons. No doubt the panties were so wet they must be almost see-through, clinging to her crotch, the slit must be pretty much outpar d by the wet material. The mere thought of being exposed like this to a possible third person, a stranger, was having an even more arousing effect on. This was great! Of course, it wasn’t as much as my employment wages, but now I felt back on my feet again and happy.I loved her house. It was big and spacious, and the interiors stayed cool as outdoor temperatures rose into the 90s in the New Mexico summer. I easily settled into a routine. I would get up early, water her plants outside, then come in and use her french press for coffee with heavy cream, oh, decadent. In the afternoon I would crunch on her bowls of nuts: walnuts, pecans, pine.