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The blinding yellow light from the serpent’s gaze flooded Myrtle’s vision, filling her body with a disruptively warm sensation which seeped into every corner of her teenage body. She was immobilized by the sheer impact of the stimulation which permeated her, and sent jabs of pleasure just where she needed it.

Myrtle gulped up a groan, involuntarily vocalizing her experience. The light encompassed her entire perspective and shone deep into her womb, the tail of her brain, her quivering G-spot. Without a touch, Myrtle’s pussy drenched her tear-stained robes with warm girl-cum. Her knees wobbled, and her eyes rolled back in her head in vain to escape the imposing stare of the snake.

Her entire body trembled with the **** of her gushing orgasm, which ripped through her like a hose through tissue paper. Her fingers and toes curled and her back arched, cutting off her cries into a breathless wet gasp. She came harder than she had ever cum before, and she knew instinctively that there would never be a better orgasm than this.

She was lost in her stimulation for what felt like hours, but to the outside world lasted only a few moments. Tom watched her stiffen, flex and convulse her body for a couple seconds, and then she collapsed with a sigh into her soaked robes. The ghostly afterimage of Myrtle’s spirit hung freely in the air above her corpse, drifting peacefully in the aftershock of the best orgasm of her life.