She shrugged "it only made sense. I dont exactly earn a wage and don't even know what the fuck Demon Artifacts are. I need the stuff so its only a matter of time before I start considering that." She thought for a moment on what he said "what do you use demon artifacts for anyway?"
As she continues to tease her body, the images grow more and more vivid, and she feels herself approaching a magnificent orgasm.
After returning to a humanoid form over a few seconds, not bothering with clothes just yet, Vespa rolled her shoulders and cast a dangerous glare Hipper's way, her lips wordlessly sneering the word 'dog.' The information he had provided was concerning, and despite her cheery demeanor and question, the nun seemed to already have made the case. "We should go after her now, directly. If the thugs that Hipper hired manage to kill her, chances are we could lose the book if they retrieve it. But regardless of who comes up on top, they'll force her to rely on the powers the book bestows. The longer we leave that tome unbound, the more dangerous the situation becomes." "As for Hipper. I don't know." Though the tone of her voice said she had her thoughts on what should be done. "Imagine he'll scurry away like a cockroach." Her grin was if anything more feline than before when she was an actual cat. "What do the Te... You guys usually do with witnesses." Catching herself before saying the name of Alicia's organization.
Sully runs his hand through Melissa's hair. As she licks his length, she notes the precum doesn't taste bad, in fact it's better than her husband's which she always found a little unpleasant. "More. Suck on it." He growls down at her.
“Mmm, yes, like that... eat me out... good sluts...” Seres mumbled as her fingers continued to go in and out of her holes. Lost in her fantasy she did not even notice that she was now on her knees, her large breasts pressed against the floor and her ass up in the air. “Yes... I'm almost there... lick me more...” she added a second finger in her snatch, then a moment later a second one in her butt. Any moment now she would cum...
Alicia actually looked visibly bothered by making a proper answer. "If you're a witch, you're evil and deserve to die. If you're helping witches, you're evil and deserve to die. If you just happened to see it and did nothing to stop it, you're equally as guilty as any of the crimes you could have committed." Something in Alicia's voice hinted that she was just reciting lines, not willing to express her actual opinion. "I'll still let them know we found a lead on her location, but need to confirm it first." Getting out the burner phone she was provided to explain as much, they made their way to the art gallery.
"Err, demon artifacts are objects that some dead demons leave behind when they burn up. They're supposed to, like, imbue people with power, but I tend to just sell 'em when I can get my hands on them. There are private buyers who'll pay a pretty penny for stuff like that."
"Mmph." Whimpering as she's pat like a pet, while she tasted his surprisingly good tasting precum. Melissa shuts her eyes as she takes his cockhead into her mouth, "Mmmph... chuuu." Suckling on it gently, sipping up more precum that slowly filled her mouth. The sexy milf swallowed, shuddering as she felt the sticky liquid slide down her throat. Before bobbing her head up, and down his length. Leaning back just as his cockhead pokes the back of her mouth, which made her gag.
As she works herself with her fingers, she feels her peak approaching, as the imaginary tongues lick deep inside her pussy and asshole, phantom hands groping her breasts in just the right way to drive her crazy. Her orgasm hits her, and her body is overwhelmed with pleasure, enough to make her express her enthusiasm loudly.
James watched as Rebecca transformed again, quite fascinated by her powers. But when she decided to not use her shapshifting clothes just yet, he blushed a little and forced his eyes on the road. 'Uh, yeah, I think we best take him back to our place, he might call more thugs to come after us if we let him go. And... I don't really want to kill him, he might be scum but he hasn't done us any harm... yet,' James said, 'Gallery is our only lead so let's go there.'
@unisol_gr44 Hipper reels back in fear, though he can't help but look at Rebecca's nakedness. "N-No, I can help you guys. I know things..." The driver takes him to a black site not far away, where a black bag is placed upon his head, bonds are placed around his limbs, and bulky agents drag him inside a nondescript building. The car pulls up in front of the art gallery, a neo-classical three story building, the lights off this late in the night. As they arrive, the muscle car squeals up behind them, without a police tail.
“Yes... like that... more.. almost there... yes... OOOOOHHHHHH!” Overwhelmed by the pleasure of her orgasm Seres could not stop herself from moaning loudly as she came, her juices squirting out of her soaked pussy. She kept moaning and writhing in pleasure as her fingers kept working, prolonging her climax. After several minutes Seres finally came down from the heights of pleasure and realized what pose she was in. Wow. That was... something... I just hope no one heard me... She thought as she slowly got up and checked herself in the mirror again. I should take a quick bath before going to sleep. She decided as she noticed how sweaty she had gotten after her little fantasy.
@Auraicide @Mazoku James turned to the others, 'Wish me luck talking her down, I really don't want to hurt her.' He got out of the car and approached Hipper's car, holding his arms up in a disarming fashion, 'Chelsea, why are you hunting Erin too? What do you want?'
Alicia had to try really hard not to notice the blondes nudity. She wasn't interesting in honing her own life magic to do that if meant being stripped and naked every time you did it. But she was practically naked now, in this dress, and she already felt like she wanted to disappear. Stepping out of the vehicle, to check out the art gallery, she just spoke what came to mind. "Looks good from the outside. I think I'd actually want to come here if it wasn't infested by witchcraft. I don't think she'll enjoy just knocking on the front door though..." Alicia surveyed for some ledges that looked climbable as an alternate way in. The thoughts were cut off, by seeing Chelsa arrive who as far as Alicia saw it, was going to cost them the mission. But James seemed intent on talking to her, so Alicia didn't reach for any weapons yet, just observing them while still scoping out the area for an alternate access route.
She has a large bath tub in her en suite bathroom, next to the shower, as well as various bubble formulas, should she desire to use them. As the bath runs, she hears another knock on the door.
Chelsea gets out of the car, baseball bat slung over her shoulder. "Put your hands down, idiot, I'm not gonna hurt you." She looks at him, saying "you look pretty good for a dead guy. I can't say I went to the funeral, but I am pretty sure I read about your death online, and I saw the memorial post on Facebook." She shrugs. "As for Erin? I'm getting her book for a client. Plus, her sister killed a friend of mine, so I'm gonna bash her head in, too."
"Hmmmm," Erika hums as she suddenly hops up from the floor onto the edge of the ring, slipping between the ropes, "Suppose that's true enough. But in that case..." She quickly whips off her robe, leaving her in her black undergarments. "Maybe you two should try a different opponent."
Looking at the gallery, she sees that the ledges have enough space for her feet, and there's workman's scaffolding along the front to get up to them. There is, she thinks, a decent chance that the windows are alarmed, however. There's a path to the side of the building that leads to the back, behind a padlocked gate.
Well, the accommodations sure are nice... Seres noted as she examined all the extras that were available to her in the bath. Certainly better than what I had before, in my old life... Her thoughts were interrupted by another knock on the door. “Just a moment!” Seres called as she quickly covered her naked body with a bath towel that was barely able to contain her large breasts and at the same time was barely long enough to cover her butt. If she were to bend over anyone behind her would get quite the view. Once she was somewhat decent she made her way to the door to see who was there.
The woman chuckles. "I could, but I wouldn't want to smash in such a pretty face, and you seem a little too strong for my brother." Erika notices the brother's gaze on her body, but he quickly looks away. The woman looks as well, and doesn't look away. "You normally fight in those?"
