Wahida had to bite her tongue to keep from going back.   She ached and felt the dampness in her cunt.  Scratch the dampness she was extremely wet not merely damp.   She look down to the water and nods then starts to head towards it.    Reaching the water edge  the magical garment once again flows in receding into a choker collar.   She wade into the water to bath.<br/><br/>She clean off the dry cum that is on her.   Even dunking herself to wash her hair.   The craving for more of that succubus milk also besieges her.    Standing up with her lower half in the water.  She also thought it be a good time to talk to her sister.   She reach down and begin to masturbate herself.  Walking in towards the shore she continue to masturbate.   All the way up to a tree she approached and would plop down to sit against.   Her hand still working feverishly in playing with herself.   She peak and her juices flow as her fingers coat with her juices she bring them up and smear them over her  lips the juices and call out three times.<br/><br/><em>"Miraka,  Miraka,  Miraka."</em>