Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
We’ve been watching you through the veil, the thin barrier that protects your world from ours. Baiting our time until the whispers we’d been sending to you took root. Small hints to your subconscious that tells you how desperately you’ve been needing us, you’re sensual succubuses. We can only reach you when the veil fades as you sleep. Anything is possible when you sleep.
Tonight’s the night, our first go at draining you. We’ve sat at the end of your bed as you prepare for the night. You don’t have any clue what’s in store for you as you tuck in, assuming you’re safe in your locked house and a warm bed. Stupid male, you couldn’t be more wrong.
