Approach Linzeri.

There's a deep crimson towel not far from you, and sitting with her knees tucked in to squish against her tits is Linzeri. You can't help but glance between her legs--bikini bottoms wedged between her soft inner thighs and the cheeks of her rear. She looks to you with her cool, confident stare as you approach, and as you do, she props her body up to sit down on her knees instead. Before you can speak, she pulls out a small, white bottle, and casually tucks it between the tightness of her cleavage.

"Uh. Hi there, Linzeri."

"Well hello there, Kyle. I see you came straight to me first. That's interesting," she says in her distractingly sensual tone.

"I just wanted to make sure everything was going well over here. Do you need anything?"

"As a matter of fact, there is something that I need. You see, even succubi can burn, albeit much slower than you would. I have myself some sunscreen here, and I was just about to apply it. The problem is that I won't be able to properly reach my back. I think you know exactly where I'm going with this. I can tell you're already getting excited."

She stands up, moving closer to you than you expected. Her bikini is alluring, and it's hard to look away. It doesn't help that she is a succubus. But by the looks of her top, her underboob could pop right out just from bouncing too much. You imagine it isn't that easy, however, and she's wearing it for the exact reason that you'd think that way. You realize after a moment that you've been staring quietly for too long, though she doesn't seem to break that silence for you. She just smiles.

"Y-Yeah. I can get that for you."

"Thank you very much. Just let me do myself first, and then you can take your time doing me yourself."

Linzeri takes a step back and slips the bottle back out, pops the lid, and squeezes some of the white goop onto her palm. She bends down to rest it in the sand, giving you a nice view of her cleavage on the way down and back up. Then, she rubs her hands together, and begins sliding her fingers down her hips, between her thighs, and to her feet. She kneads into the tender muscle tissue of her body, and you watch each movement she makes. After making her way back up to her waist, she slips her fingers beneath her swimsuit to make sure she covers the exposed skin around the X-like cut, though it nearly shifts her bottoms enough to give you a view of something more. With the rest, she covers her arms and face as well.

"Now for the tricky part," she says as she bends down again, applies more lotion to her hands, and rises back up. "This is a gorgeous top, but to apply lotion to one's skin while wearing it requires some adventurous hands."

She rubs the sunscreen up her stomach, and then all around her chest. Her fingers navigate the crisscrossing material by slipping beneath it, which shifts and jiggles her tits up and down as she continues. She slides her hands around the bottom of her tits, rubbing it in all the way up to moving beneath the fabric, which nearly pops them straight out. Finally, she moves her hands back down, and rubs the remainder into her hands as you look to her shimmering, oiled physique.

"The back isn't so hard," she says. "But make sure you get every last inch, or I'll be disappointed."

You don't get to respond before she immediately lowers herself down to the towel and lays on her stomach. Her hands reach behind to her back, and there she undoes the clip that pops the top right open. The straps fall to the sides, showing her squished, bare chest pressing against the soft ground beneath her. She crosses her arms under her head and lets out a long sigh as her tiny wings fall limp.

"Whenever you're ready," she whispers.