The succubus, unseen by the oblivious onlookers, hovers beside Lilly, its wicked voice whispering in her ear. She has never even kissed a boy, and now she is tasting a girl. XXX A filthy little creature, stained by the sins of others. They never cared for you. Emily’s body trembles with ecstasy. She looks down at her stained skirt, her fingers tracing the remnants of the old man’s violation. It promises that they will help her, that they will finally see her worth. Well, now you’re getting exactly what you asked for, my dear.”
Lilly’s mind is a swirling mess of confusion and disgust, her taste buds overwhelmed by the foreign sensations. She tries to back away, but James and Emily close in, trapping her against the wall.
