Jpg" Location information:..." I'll be here tonight, don't wait until it's overdue♡"[Whether to send to the group chat "Has the latex succubus squee...ed tonight?"]Without any hesitation, the dark and slender latex Tap lightly with your finger on the send confirmation icon.Sending is complete.After posting the pictures and information to the group, I watched with satisfaction that the activity level instantly filled up, and a group of sand sculpture fans and netizens led group chats. Added to that- you've just been teased for nearly an hour in the most sexual, sensuous way you've ever known. The tongue goes to work, as the two hands run up and down your legs. One hand moves up and cups a breasts, expertly playing with a nipple, as the other spreads your pussy lips, allowing access for the tongue to work it's magic.The tongue moves from the bottom of your slit to the top, sliding against the side of your clit as it does. Then back down the other side, again grazing your. Wet. Hopeless. Alone.She stepped forward and looked at the intercom. Out of Order. The door hung limp, the magnetic lock that would normally hold it closed was broken. A bad sign. The elevator too was broken. Sighing and dripping with water she made her way upstairs, her thankfully waterproof backpack slung over her shoulders as she climbed the flights, heading for the ninth floor, which smelled faintly of stale urine and green. Exhausted as she was, by the time she got there she was short on. She stilled, waiting for her next instructions, wanting to hear His voice and feel His hands on her. Sitting up, His eyes were dark with lust. He took in the sight of her, legs splayed wide, flesh swollen. His next command came out as a purr, and she shivered when He spoke, “Touch yourself, girl. Make yourself wet for Master…” Not trusting herself to speak without pleading for His touch, she simply nodded and trailed her own fingertips down her chest, pausing to tease her nipples to hardness..