Elorna grinned, walking around Jon, looming over her face. Fingers running across her wet folds, she'd separate her legs, lowering herself down onto him. She'd sit down atop of him, her juicy cunt pressed right up against her face. "If you wanted to live... I'd get licking~" the Succubus would giggle, reaching down and spreading her clitoris apart with two fingertips.<br/><br/>~<br/><br/>"Yeah... right... just... keeping checking the camera's, will be fine" Olivier breathed in, taking a few quiet moments to recompose himself. His mission was failing. Nearly an hour or so into his shift, and he hadn't collected the darndest bit of incriminating evidence, unless that tape recorder had a 'replay' button. And already, one poor man had died. All because they weren't cautious enough. Olivier shook his head.