Wahida shivers as the succubus runs her fingers along her slit.  Of course being so heighten in arousal.  The merest touch sets her off.  An the state she is in,  she literally squirts out her girl juices onto those fingers and her own inner thighs.   She also lets out a soft moan of delight at being touched.   A quick glance is given to her fuck toy tied up then back to the succubus.<br/><br/><em>"Your name,  as I have given mine."</em>She start with first,  although she does not wait before she goes on.<br/><br/><em>"I seek to cross over,  in such I shall bring you.   Where you will have all the souls to harvest from.  Your own private buffet and no longer skulking the dregs of this realm.   Look I am not sure your qualify your here hunting scraps.   But together we can grow great.   So what is two souls when you bargain for thousands, if not millions."</em><br/><br/>She delivery her little pitch honey combed with hint of even more then what she says.   Letting the succubus imagination fill in the rest.   Let her do it for her.   This she had learned as royalty and dealing with common folks.   You had to give them a cause,  a purpose even if general.  They would fill in the rest.   An then cling to it and drive it forward.