Wanita seksi berhijab dihukum oleh suami yang marah

Wanita seksi berhijab dihukum oleh suami yang marah Having completed the transformation, she sits down in the chair and motions for me to sit on the couch opposite. The music seems to grow louder, the beat pulsating through my chest as I take a seat at the stage. Horns begin the grow out of the top of her head and a tail erupts from her behind. I think of my wife, my children, my life – would I be able to hold onto those things? But that’s not what I am interested in tonight. It’s like she is frozen in place. Only the male of our kind, an incubus, can make a succubus. He pours a generous shot into a glass and slides it down the bar to me, the movement smooth and practiced. “Tell her I’m interested.”

The waitress nods and walks away, leaving me to check out her behind.