Heaven

She grabs at her blue top, ripping it open, unleashing her magnificent breasts, and then she grabs the waist of her red skirt, and rotates in the air as she pulls it off, descending alongside you. You can't help but look and long after ever square inch of that perfect skin. She is indeed an angel, a goddess, She can't hide that any more than you can hide your enormous erection.

"That's a taste of heaven for you," she says, a smile on her face, "and I bet you wish those longing lips could get a taste of me, but let's be honest, I don't get to decide between Heaven and Hell. That's all up to you." She looks down at the oncoming ground. "You didn't really think that I could maintain interest in you any longer, did you? Even as a plaything, you're lacking. I'm amazed I got past A with you to be honest." She smiles as the ground rushes to meet you both. "Now would be a good time to learn how to fly," she suggests and then soars up, up and away, while you don't.

You hear her laughing recede in the final seconds of your life.