Thread: Eldritch Eclipse II "NOLA" (SweetMarie & Casketslinger)

Kerri's hand was working furiously, fingering her pussy while the demon version of Dean sunk his teeth into her. Aaahhh yes master She moaned. All she wanted was for this fiendish creature to take her and feed her it's cock. Please don't leave me in here, take me home now so I can start serving your needs Master. Kerry said after Dean had kissed her hard. Kerri dropped down to her knees in order to worship at his pelvis. Her hands shot up and grasp the waist of his pants, struggling to get them unbuckled and unleash his cock so she suck on it. Please it's been too long, give me what I desire and I'll worship you for the rest of my life. Kerri was sick of begging, she wanted it in her and if Dean wanted to act like a pansy even though he was possessed by some dark god than she was gonna take it. Jack was about to correct the elderly black man about Jess being his sister not his wife but when Jess spoke up and agreed with the man's presumption he found that he actually liked the sound of it. He pondered whether their actually was a way for them to be married but quickly pushed the thought out of his head and focused on the business at hand. I suppose you're probably wanting to know why we've asked you and your wife out here Mr. Crowley Alfred said as Jess started to pull away from Jack and walk out into the grounds of the former plantation. Yeah, I know your property has been investigated by countless other firms so I was just wondering what it is that makes you think we could shed any new light on it. Jack answered, mildly distracted by the sight of Jess's big ass in her business pants as she walked off. Well yes that is true, we've had our fair share of ghost hunters and most of the groups walked away with some pretty good evidence but in the past few weeks things have started to change around here. It actually started a month ago, we were hosting a tour of the grounds for a bus full of tourists and not a single one of our 'regulars' appeared. Now that in itself isn't terribly odd, some days we have a lot of activity and others days are quiet but you can usually provoke some sort of a reaction even on those quiet days. But alas not even a peep. Alfred started to explain. Regulars? What do you mean? Jack asked, still watching Jess through the corner of his eye. On this plantation we have several regulars, Inside the big house are the ghosts of the man whom built this place and his wife, they were slain during a slave uprising and have haunted the mansion since then. You'll see Mr. Burkehearst walks the downstairs and his wife usually is spotted in the master bedroom. Then their are the entities that haunt the grounds. In the former slave barracks there is a young boy ghost whom had been caught stealing and had his hands cut off, he bled to death and now his ghost haunts the building where he perished, we've hung a sign in that building that warns visitors to leave items of any worth outside before they enter, otherwise they have a tendency of coming up missing. Edith helped explain but Jack was now staring at Jess, she had wandered pretty far a way and after how strangely she'd acted in the car ride over, he was starting to worry. Excuse me, I'll just fetch me wife. Jack said, apologizing for interrupting. Hey Jessica honey! You wanna come over here and hear what these nice people have to say? Jack called out. ....And then there is our Voodoo priestess, she was hung in that tree for putting a curse on the Burkehearst family. Edith added and pointed to the tree Jessica was standing under. That's all well and good, but why have you called us? Jack asked, a little frustrated and concerned with Jess' behavior. Well as we said, all of the entities have just up and disappeared but there is something new. One of the guests saw a figured dressed all in black and this 'man' had blood staining his face from out his mouth. The guest said that it spoke and although it was hard to understand, They could make out a single phrase, SUN MOON. So when we saw the name of your investigation firm we thought it must be fate. Alfred concluded. Edith had walked up onto the porch to fetch a pitcher of lemonade and a glass, she brought it down and handed it to Jack. You might want to take this to your wife, she's looking peeked.