Conjuring a Nightmare ~Tyr&Snowpaw~

[MamaNyxx]

Candles surrounded the walkway leading down, their eerie glow casting a green light upon the walls, flooring, and the cloak of the young woman whom made her way down the spiraling stairs. Crimson eyes stared ahead of her as she thought of her purpose repeatedly, anger and sorrow rooting in her heart.

She wants to take him. I'm not worth it... Not pretty enough, not seductive enough...

Lilith sighed, a small smile lighting her features. She may not be good enough now... But in a few moments that will all change. Stepping through the web covered doorway before her, the girl walked into a room masked in darkness. With a burst of her young power, she lit all the candles that lined the walls, sat in the chandelier, and covered the ritual table. Green and white wax pooled over the cool marble, covering several runes inscribed in the table.

Stepping forward, she dropped her large, ancient book onto the surface and opened it, flipping to a page near the middle. Her eyes fell upon the sketch of the demon that lay upon the parchment. Her sultry, lilting voice spoke up in a language long dead, the tongue being the one spelled out on the paper, the words holding a sparking, burning power.

Shivering lightly, Lilith spoke the end of the spell.

In my service, you I summon. My blood, yours. My body, yours. Your power mine to command. At my wish, you shall bow. At your need, I shall give. Telgoth, come forth.

Her ritual knife slipped from her pocket to rest in her hand as she spoke. And within moments of finishing, she sliced through the flawless flesh of her palm. Her blood, nearly the color of her eyes pooled on the table. The liquid shimmered, then sank into the stone, causing each rune to glow red.

Backing up confidently, she hel her book to her generous bust, the young woman watched what was wrought from her actions. [/b]

 

[Tyr]

The mortal realm was a transient place that ebbed and flowed with power, most didn’t understand or even wish to know about it, and some simply lived their lives in ignorant bliss. However a few, could or did dabble in the magic arts, seeking those things that mortals craved: power, wealth, and beauty. So it didn’t come as a surprise as Telgoth heard the call, as he sat on his throne. The power or the magic tugged at him, and though he might have tried to resist it, he didn’t, for the kingdom of man was also a well of power, and done rightly a crafty demon could garner much to advance his immortal cause.

A puff of acrid smoke, and tunnel of darkness, followed by the shortest of moments, the feeling of being on fire, he once again arrived in the world of humans. Immediately he could smell the blood and feel the power of the circle and its glowing symbols. His appearance was the closest approximation that human could stand of his true form, as he slowly stood upright, towering over the small form that stood outside the circle.

Inhaling he could smell much, the taste of the blood almost palatable upon his tongue as the last of the ritual words were spoken. Such a game the two worlds played, each needing the other to advance their causes, all of it done for some capricious or self serving purposes. So he stood waiting to hear what was going to be required of him, and what they thought they might offer in exchange for his services.

Who dare calls Telgoth? For what purpose am I here? Speak!

His blood read eyes casting around to a small curved figure.

 

[MamaNyxx]

Eyes widening on the towering figure before her, Lilith bowed her head in respect. "I summoned you here," she stated calmly, looking back up at him. Her hood resided over her face, hiding her features from the demon before her. Crimson eyes glowed with residual power as she set the book down, her gaze never leaving the demon's.

"I wish you to use your abilities for me..." she said, her voice silkily drifting through the room. "My heart aches for this male. And another has ensnared him with spells. Her beauty, and her power something I will never reach." a small smile lit her lips. "I need her grip loosened."

Stepping closer, her hood fell back. Mahogany tresses spilled from the fabric down her body, and she looked upon him with eyes of the richest blood. Her alabaster skin seemed to glow with health, flawless except for the gash upon her hand. "And in return I will do whatever it is you need. "

Lilith felt as though she would pass out. Her mask of confidence hid the inexperience she knew she possessed. But... To have her love she would give anything. Her blood. Her wealth. Her soul. Anything.

Crossing her arms over her breasts, head tilted as she observed Telgoth, the young woman was fresh from her first magi coven. Her sisters some of the few mortals who still knew powers such as this existed. And only one was stronger than she. Of course, she was also more beautiful. And ha her heart set on Malik, the man Lilith had been pining for for years.

"Do you accept...?" she asked, her voice belaying the small amount of fear she held. If he didn't... What would she do? The pair were to be married in a few months...

 

[Tyr]

Telgoth the demon came forth in all his glory, for demons had no reason or interest in modesty. He was a large caricature of what a human male was or wanted to be, expect he had tail, horns, claws and smooth red scales. Standing defiantly he listened as the young thing began to make her demand or was it a request? And so she spoke of unrequited love or lust for some other male human, whose heart she competed for, such was the stupidity of humans. Saying nothing his eyes inspected the young thing that stepped up to offer anything in exchange for her wishes being answered.

Like any negotiation, the girl had already lost, for she had spoken first, and revealed too much. For a human Telgoth could tell she was young, and if he guessed inexperienced, though her body reeked of power. She had the spark, and only if she waited, she could have asked, no demanded much in exchange. Now she would loose much, and Telgoth would enjoy the fruits of her humanity. The lust of power that he planned to drink from her soul caused the slightest stir to the huge appendage that boldly hung between his legs. A demon could eat a soul, but to completely devour though joyful and euphoric, wasn’t as good as drinking over and over again the energy, allowing it to replenish so one could feed again and again. And if it was given up willingly and in the right manner the flavor could be exquisite.

This young one was ripe for the plucking, and not touched by another demon, so pure and clean, that it has his nostril flaring. Did the young girl even know what he wanted, or that he planned to feed upon her?

Then her grip will be gone, and he will be yours to woo and love as you wish, and for that you will pay me in full. I will ask and you will give, without limit or reservation. Are we clear human? For heaven and hell will bind this contact from this time forward.

 

[MamaNyxx]

Lilith nodded, looking away. She trembled slightly, goosebumps covering her fair flesh as she felt his words begin to bind. "We are clear, demon." her eyes looked him over, assessing his huge height, amazing width of his shoulders, and his- Lilith's eyes widened in shock as she looked away. He really wasn't a man.

With a small blush staining her cheeks, she released the binding circle, feeling an overwhelming sense of power nearly knock her flat. Looking back at him in shock and curiosity, Lilith backed up to allow him to go tithe stairs.

"Is there anything you need currently before starting? Weapons, food, clothing...?" she looked at his huge length, even unaroused it astounded her, and waved a hand. "I will find a way to provide before you do what you said."

She moved from him then to gather her tools, the knife, her book, a few powders. And with a wave of her hand once more, the room was placed in darkness, the candles extinguished. All but for the staircase. A soft greenish glow lit her way as she waited for the demon to get going.

 

[Tyr]

The young summoner acquiesced to his demands and accepted the contract, which in his mind was a total surrender and victory for him. Still the rules of this game were clear, he would perform the things she demanded, and in exchange he would have anything he wanted, a most satisfactory arrangement. So he stood, seeing her eyes widen as she looked upon his form, wondering if she would have that same look when he feasted upon her body.

I need nothing I have everything I need.

Telgoth looks down so she realizes that he sees where her eyes had been, and gives her a devilish grin.

So what would you have me do, to the one which seeks your man’s attention? Am I to eviscerate her and leave her shattered body for him to find, cleave her head from her shoulders and toss it in his bed, or even corrupt her and have him discover us in the throes of copulation. What is it you would have of me?

The room darkened as the young woman prepared to leave, and Telgoth poses the most obvious of questions, what did she want? As he described the other young woman’s demise, he held up his hand, and long razor like claws extended, and when he described corrupting the woman, his ample length stirred and twitched adding a visual element to his description.

 

[MamaNyxx]

She smiled wickedly. "I want her to suffer. Corruption would be best. Then she would have to live with him not wanting her for the rest of her life. " her blood red eyes twinkled as she thought about it. "If you were to leave him a body to find instead of a living being, he would forever mourn her. But have he break his heart... And he will hate her."

She was blushing a bit now as she realized he saw where her gaze had been. And by the stirring of the length now, her eyes caught the slight movement. Again. With a huff she brushed past him and up the stairs, hoping her bravado would overshadow her small intrest in his anatomy.

Lilith looked back, running a hand through her hair. "You are able to take the form of mortal men, are you not...? Tamara would probably die of fright at this form you've shown me." A weak smile was given as she looked away and continued up the stairs, her sensual hips giving a natural roll as she went. The young woman nibbled on her pinkie nail as she made her way up, hearing him behind her. What kind of deal had she made...?

He was a demon. She had just signed her soul over obviously. But it was worth it.

Looking back, she let a small sigh escape her. "Do you not wear clothing?" she asked, her voice carrying a hint of exasperation.

 

[Tyr]

Telgoth listened as the woman described her desire for the other woman to be found in a compromising position by the man she desired. The tone and undercurrent of her words spoke to her love or infatuating with the man, such was the nature of humans. The woman was competing for the man’s attention, and now sought to use other means, then her own wiles to win his favors. Telgoth said nothing for this was common enough request, if only different because it was a woman seeking a man, and not a man seeking a woman’s notice.

The girl then asked about his appearance, obviously bothered or uncomfortable with his form and lack of clothing. Telgoth smiled, or more accurately exposed his fangs as he listened to her concerns about his lack of attire. With a wave of his hand he assumed another form that would probably be more pleasing to a human female, though he again didn’t immediately cloth himself, purposely enjoying her discomfort.

Is this more appealing to your tastes? Telgoth Human Form

The question of course was not that he was more appealing to the female she wished to humiliate, but was he appealing to her tastes. He knew how to manipulate and corrupt, and though he would do exactly as commanded, this was the part of the job he enjoyed so much. The form selected the cross between that of a male model and a porn star, intentionally meant to garner almost any woman’s attention.

Or do you think I should change something?

The evil demon looking downward to his male appendage seeing if her eyes would again follow, as he continued to play his game with her.

Clothing? Oh I forgot, such a human thing. What do you suggest she might like to see?

No clothing appeared on him, as he waited to hear the young summoner’s response, ignoring or not responding to her exasperation.

 

[MamaNyxx]

Her mouth dropped as he shifted, the crimson orbs of her eyes widening in shock. Lilith looked his body over, unconsciously licking her lips as her eyes caught on the large appendage hanging. So much more than humans, she thought with a quick dash of her eyes back up to his face. "Yes, this form seems to be more appealing," she replied, once again running a hand nervously through her hair.

At his asking if he should change anything, a small smile lit her features. "Nothing I can see. Beautiful face-" she trailed her hand over his jasmine. "Flawless body-" her hand pushed against his abdomen slightly, then tested his biceps. "You look like some kind of Greek god." she murmured, then moved back. Her touch was acquisitive, as if looking over the item she had just purchased. But as his eyes dropped, so did her own.

Swallowing over a small lump that had formed in her throat, the young woman let her eyes stay there for a moment before answering, dragging her eyes unwillingly back up to his face. "Darks would be a good match for you. Dark pants, shoes, maybe a light shirt under a dark suit jacket or leather." Her words were cold, and she looked away from him to continue up the stairs.

For some reason, she felt as though she may be doing Tamara a favor.

 

[Tyr]

The demon said nothing as the young summoner’s hand touched and ran over his body while she performed her inspection. She had closed the distance, as she spoke to his new form, and gave her appreciation of it. Telgoth didn’t divert his gaze, but watched her, judging the effect he had upon her, knowing from experience that he’d selected a body that most women found very hard to ignore or deny. As they stood closely together he inhaled her essence, smelled her fragrance, wondering what she would taste like, for as much as she treated him like some possession, he knew soon enough he would be feasting upon her body. So as the woman’s eyes finally pulled themselves from his body, and she began to retreat, he began to transform, his outfit appearing, matching her vision, clearly showing off his solid physique.

I’m glad that my appearance pleases you; it bodes well for how this other woman will accept it.

The demon followed her as she ascended the stairs, his stride confident and unconcerned as he moved to leave behind the summoning circle. As he followed, his eyes cast around, to get a better understanding of who she was, and what the situation was.

Who is she, what is her name, and where may I find her?

 

[MamaNyxx]

"Tamara Nightengale. At this time she may be found at the dress maker's shop, getting fitted alone, because none of us really care for her enough to watch her get dipped in snow lace." Turning to him at the exit, she smiled wickedly. "Malik-the male whom she has cast her spell over-shall be there soon. He wishes to see his bride I am guessing."

Opening the door, she stepped out to her sleek, expensive sports car, the windows tinted as far as the law would allow. Looking back once more, she nodded at his clothing. "I can see I don't have to clothe you..." her crimson eyes sparked with interes while her words belayed a cool indifference. Crossing her arms over her ample chest, Lilith nodded him over to the passenger side. "I can let you borrow one of my vehicles, if you would need it."

The girl's family had left her one of the largest sums of money in the world, her mother having passed away from cancer and her father suicide. She had no older siblings, and only one younger sister to share the wealth with.

"Would you like to start now... Or is there anything else you require?"

 

[Tyr]

The young woman had an aura of confidence and it was obvious she was used to having other follow her orders, and yet it seemed forced to Telgoth. He suspected she was just another woman with an insecure little girl buried beneath that facade. Worried how others viewed her, sure that her assets were inferior to another girls, and afraid she could never make her man happy. Nothing of course was said as they stepped forward, and she moved towards her car, mentioning that she could lend him a vehicle.

No, that will not be necessary, no reason for there to be anything to track my efforts back to you. I will go now, and return when my payment is due.

As he said it a black sports car appeared with black windows, rims and custom license plate reading 666. A set of sunglasses appeared as he reached into a pocket and drew them forth, putting them on as he opened the car door, a smug smile plastered across the demon’s human face. With a wave of his hand he was off, the car motor revving, and his tire screeching as he left.

Telgoth drove directly to the dress shop, all the lights along the way eerily turning green as he approached. Pulling into a spot, the meter showing lots of money available as he confidently walked towards the shop. As he approached he wondered if this woman was in it for power, money or some other craving, as yet he had no understanding of love or affection. The others he’d seen were much stronger and more likely than the latter.

So he stepped into the shop and looked around for his target.

 

[MamaNyxx]

Tamara nodded to the girl showing her dresses. "The pale shell color looks good. Leave it and find more of it's coloring." Her voice carried an undercurrent of compulsion, and she leaned back in her seat, propping her legs up on the other side. Her crimson skirt rode high on her legs, and her black shirt allowed her pale flesh to show. Topped with the heels of a streetwalker, the girl looked nothing like what would be normally found in a store such as this.

Her eyes drifted over to the doorway and she stared for a minute. "Nice," she purred, then shrugged. Not her type. And definitally not a chance while her fiancé was heading here.

The girl hurried in and dropped off the gowns, to which Tamara waved her off. While out of view to everyone else, she lifted gowns with her will, holding an elbow and tapping her cherry red lip with a nail colored the same as her lipstick. Spinning the dress with a movement if a finger, she sighed, dropped it, and repeated the movement with another.

 

[Tyr]

Though Telgoth’s eyebrow only rose slightly, it did rise as he noted the young girl instructing the clerk. The young woman's attire was of import as she dressed to attract and keep the attention of men, or she wouldn’t have worn that outfit. There was no doubt the young man’s head ogled in the flood of hormones would most likely seek out a girl that dressed to make herself available. For Telgoth there wasn’t a moral issue in this, only a statement of facts. So he watches and learns as the interaction between clerk and target continued, until the young woman, dropped out of site in the changing area, that in itself wouldn’t be important, but then he felt it, a small but noticeable breath of power. Interesting.

With a confident smirk he directed his will to the clerk, sending her on some irrelevant task of straightening the cloths racks, while he continued toward the changing area. It was easy to distract humans for most part; they had such weak wills, and the obsequious clerk was one such. No longer concerned about the wrong prying eyes discovering or interfering with his assignment, he move confidently towards where the girl had disappeared.

As he approached his mind reached out and tried to gauge the power and potential of his target. Though he suspected no issue, it never hurt to be cautious and to take one’s time, before engaging a person of unknown potential. The years had done nothing to reduce his confidence or even arrogance, but they had done much to teach him to be careful and to think before committing. Together, the combination had done much to advance and grow his power.

 

[MamaNyxx]

Tamara felt little probes against her ability and looked over, her smile curled into a wicked grin. He was coming to her... Interesting. She drew her abilities in, leaving her charm for the dresses going, and turned. "Feelin' lost, darlin'?" she asked, her southern accent sultry.

She ran a hand through her burgundy hair, giving him a small smile. "Wedding dress shops aren't usually meant for men like you..." she nibbled her lip slightly. "Mind tellin' me why you're here in front of me...?"

She waved her hand as she set the dresses down, bringing her shields up. Gods, he was attractive. Looked as good as sin itself. She licked her bottom lip and smiled, her eyes gleaming with a small hint of lust.

 

[Tyr]

The girl definitely knew she was attractive, and obviously had no problem using it, as she inquired if he was feeling lost. Telgoth smiled reciprocating with a very honest and devilish grin back at her. So he quickly responded back, obviously not disturbed by her inquiry or her little bit of attitude.

Lost, why no. I think I’ve found exactly what I’ve been looking for.

His confidence coming through as he met her eyes, then let them briefly wander over her body, not in the least trying to disguise what he was doing, figuring if she dressed for attention, than she didn’t mind it. After his eyes had done a quick once over, they returned to meet hers, almost daring her.

My car broke down, and I pulled in to use the phone. Then, well I saw…

Mid sentence he stops, and lets the words linger, letting her interpreted what he meant to say as he stood there. Watching her lick her lips and smile, which only encourage him to continue. The shields she put up, was probably done out of habit, and didn’t seem to be a sign she was offended. So his eyes sparkled as he smiled at her, and continued on.

Oh here in front of you, well I could be behind, if you like that better.

Again the devilish grin as he played with her words, no malice in them, but obvious serious flirting. Though she’d confronted him and seemed to demand a reason for his presence, he continued on simply ignoring the request, and increasing the flirtation. To him, it looked like she was marrying into wealth, and was going to enjoy all the benefits that came with it.

 

[MamaNyxx]

Tamara grinned, her white teeth perfect. "Doesn't really matter what I prefer. I am in a weddin' shop." she stepped closer, looking up at him slightly as her heels gave her enough height not to be dwarfed in size by the male before her. "Surely you didn't think I just liked the styles here. "

Just out of reach, she quirked an eyebrow as she slowly looked him up and down, eyes lingering on the cut of his jacket, style of his pants, and finally, his yummy looking groin. Letting her gaze trail back up, she ran a hand through her hair and sighed. "Too bad though. You're just my kind of man."

With that said, she waved a hand. "I've got a phone you can use," she said, turning from him to saunter towards her expensive red leather bag, a designers name across the front in gold lettering. Digging through it, Tamara pulled from it a sleek looking phone with a touch screen. A gift from her soon to be husband.

Money had it's appeal, she decided. As did taking another's man.

She turned around and leaned her hip against the table, one arm keeping her up as she crossed her smooth, long legs at the knee, her skirt riding up the barest of inches. "If you want it you'll have to come and get it..." she said, voice dipping into a sultry purr.

 

[Tyr]

Telgoth smiled as the young woman looked him up and down, reciprocating the inspection he’d just given her. Making no comment, he let her enjoy his almost flawless male physique, knowing she’d find nothing that wouldn’t please a woman.

Then I’m glad I showed then, it seems you have something I need.

His words of course weren’t referring in any way to the proffered phone. As she sashays away to her bag, to find the phone, he inspects her backside, seeing again why she’d had the boys’ attentions. So he watched and waited as she moved towards the table and leaned against it, putting on show of her feminine assets, while of course attempting to entice his attention. Telgoth didn’t leap or move to meet her request as she offered him the chance to as she so eloquently said, ‘to come and get it.’ Instead he stood his ground wondering how she would react to a guy that didn’t just leap at the chance to get at her. Telgoth had found out long ago that there was a strange dynamic where not chasing after girls, got you more attention from the same girls. Also not being available almost made it a challenge that another girl couldn’t resist.

That’s a nice offer, but I already have everything I need. I have a girl that well… does it all.

Nothing challenges a girl better then telling her that she doesn’t measure up. Telgoth was a master of manipulation, and as he had no moral or social constraints, he wasn’t limited or bound to any set of rules, making what he did easier.

 

[MamaNyxx]

"Does it all, hmm?" Her words were sarcastic. "I can see how you're so pleased by a girl. But surely a man like you needs a woman.. Who does it all?" she stepped forward and played with a button on his leather jacket, looking up and grinning. She knew she had a beautiful smile. Just as she knew from where she was standing the smile would draw attention to the voluptuous bust below it.

Her violet eyes twinkled as she backed up slightly. She ran her hand over the solid muscle that adorned his chest, shoulders, and then abdomen. "Built well, aren't you..?" she asked a bit breathlessly, then smiled at him and moved away. "My bad if I'm reading this wrong..." she said. "But from the way I've read it so far is... There's something your girl doesn't do. And you believe I may..." she licked her lip, nibbling it slightly. "Which I probably do."

She waved a hand briefly to gather the dresses on the floor into a pile on a chair, then walked over and picked up her champagne. Sipping the light gold liquid, the woman gave him a wicked smile. "If you're interested, that is..."

 

[Tyr]

The demon almost laughed in victory as the young woman closed the distance, and put her hand upon his jacket. The busty woman’s eyes twinkled as she arrange for him to get a better view of her ample assets, before she backs up, but not enough that she was out of arms reach. The girl coyly offered herself up, as a more willing and talented than his supposed make believe partner. Telgoth at first said nothing as if pondering her points and giving them further consideration.

You see the problem is, I like it rough and uninhibited, without limits, and its hard finding the right girl that can or is even willing to keep up. What kind of girl are you?

He says as he moves up to her this time, closing the distance she’d made, while he stands right before her he reaches over and gets two glasses off of the tray the bottle had been sitting on.

How about a toast to living life to the fullest, and doing it without limits or restrictions?

The words just adding to the sexual repartee the two had been engage in.

 

[MamaNyxx]

Tamara smiled slightly, eyes sliding shut. "Speakin' my language, hon," she said huskily, moving back and opening her eyes to stare at his body for a moment, licking her lips. "That's one of the things I'm known BEST for..."

As he stood before her, him having moved, Tamara trailed one hand over his chest. "I could toast to that..." she said, placing her hand on his to take a glass, filling it with the bubbling liquid. Smiling as she sipped, she leaned back against the table, eyes drifting to the couch behind him, or to the table beneath her... Interesting. Did she really want to risk Malik coming here and finding her fucking another...

One look to the male before her, and she knew the answer.

 

[Tyr]

Telgoth smiled back at her while sipping on the champagne as she proclaims of her fame and renown on the subject matter. He says nothing till she recommends that they toast to that, for which he raises the glass and responds in the positive. The clerk was obviously gone and not immediately returning, so Telgoth puts the glass now empty back down where he found it, and reaches out to take hers and for it too to be returned to the tray on which it started. Now that neither of them has hands full, he again moves forward, moving to but bare inches from her, having seen that she already had checked the room and the status of the clerk with her eyes.

I guess then its time to see if you’re all talk and no action, of if you can live up to that reputation you are supposedly so well known for.

Where Telgoth had been goading and letting her lead, he now moves up his firm and toned body touching hers, his hand reaching out to draw her closer. She obviously had room to retreat, and though he was taking a bold and aggressive move, he wasn’t forcing her compliance, but simply taking charge and seeing if she was for real or just another cock tease.

 

[MamaNyxx]

She grinned, licking her lips and willingly going into his grasp. "I've never been all talk... But I always leave 'en talking about me." her voice teased across his ear as she leaned up to speak. "Mu question is... Can you provide...?"

She nipped the ear lobe, then wrapped her arms around his shoulders. His hands on her body felt warm, made her want to arch into them. She then ground her hips against his playfully, shock widening her eyes as she felt the length under the fabric.

He wasn't even fully hard... But oh gods he was big... Nibbling her bottom lip in excitement, she looked up at him. "You came loaded for bear, big guy..."

 

[Tyr]

Telgoth presses his body against hers, at first his hands just draw her in, then they began to explore, taking a hold of the cheeks of her ass, his fingers clenching and digging into the firm mounds, the material only offering the minimalist of protection from his advances.

Oh I know I can provide, the real question of course is can you take it?

Telgoth felt her hand slide down to his ample length, which was still far from hard and he saw the shock mixed with excitement in her eyes as she discovered his package, of course it didn’t hurt that the form he’d selected was purposely endowed for maximum effect.

If you think that big, wait till you get your sexy lips wrapped around it.

As he talked, Telgoth spread her ass cheeks with his strong hands, purposely pulling them apart, as each of his hands massaged them in a circular manner. Finally he reach down her back, and past her ass, his hand sliding briefly down between her legs, grabbing the material and pulling at it, almost wedging the fabric as he did.

Now why don’t you reach in and see what prize you have won.

 

[MamaNyxx]

She licked her bottom lip, then nodded. "Of course I can take it..." she said huskily, leaning up to nip at his jaw. She gave a small moan as he gripped her ass harder, fingers pressing into the firm flesh. It had been a while since she had found any real excitement. Stealing another's man, and his money only provided a certain amount. And that was running low now.

As the man before her mentioned her lips around his ample length, Tamara grinned. "Now doesn't that sound delightful...?" she asked, then helped in surprise as he nearly wedged her skimpy black thong. Shivering, she moaned lightly, then dipped her hand down lower into the fabric of his pants, her hand brushing against the smooth flesh of his cock head.

Kneeling, she unbuttoned and unzipped the clothing, pulling his length from the fabric and dragging her tongue across the head. "Taste pretty good," she said with a smile.