The succubus sat on the altar in a cathedral, her wings spread wide, her body lithe and muscular. She had sharp horns that protruded from between them. Her skin was smooth and pale, with long legs that seemed to

The succubus sat on the altar in a cathedral, her wings spread wide, her eyes closed in ecstasy. She was a succubus, a demon who preyed on men's lustful desires. Her skin was smooth and pale, and she had sharp horns that protruded from her forehead. Her body was lithe and muscular, with long legs that seemed to go on forever. She wore a short skirt that revealed her toned thighs and labia peeking out from between them.The camera zoomed in on the succubus' face as she reached down to touch herself between her legs. Her fingers were coated with glistening juices as she rubbed herself slowly, savoring the feeling of pleasure coursing through her body.The camera zoomed out again to reveal the succubus' face contorted in pleasure as she climaxed, moaning softly as she rode out her orgasm. The image was so intense that it could be seen by anyone who looked at the picture - but only if they had high-definition cameras or were looking at it through special lenses designed for this purpose.The succubus smiled wickedly as she wiped away the sweat from her brow with one hand while still holding onto her pussy with the other. She knew that there were people watching this picture all over the world - people who would pay good money for such an intimate glimpse into another person's life and desires. And that made all of this worth it - every second of pleasure, every dollar earned from selling these pictures to perverts like herself who wanted to see what they couldn't have themselves.