Yes! Cum on her tongue!

"Oh, by the gods, yes Anja!" you moan as her tongue fucks in and out of your your wet pussy and her lips suck on the throbbing bud of your clit. "I'm going to cum all over your mouth!"

She redoubles her efforts, extending her tongue what feels like six-inches inside you and curling it up and down. It slides in and out, more satisfying than any man you've ever had between your legs. You buck against her face, smearing her cheeks with the juices now pouring out of your sopping cunt. Her mouth moves up and down in a frenzy as you feel your climax approaching. She slurps loudly on your clit.

She mouths words into your pussy but you are too lost in the pleasure to hear or comprehend them. You arch your back and with a cry begin to orgasm against her face.

The rhythmic contractions against her tongue are exquisite, you can feel your honey nearly squirting from your pussy into her mouth, and she's lapping all of it up. Your whole body spasms with ecstasy and you arch your back up off the bed, riding against her face so you can have her as deep inside you as possible.

Slowly you descend and relax back onto the bed, her lips and tongue working to bring you down from your orgasm pleasantly. She spends several minutes lovingly cleaning up your juices, then rises from between your legs and plants a tangy kiss on your lips. It's interesting to taste yourself, but the way her hands rove over your breasts you hardly even think about it. You hardly think about much of anything, you feel so warm and happy.

Anja settles softly on top of you, one hand toying idly with your nipple while she nibbles seductively on your ear.

"You are mine now dearest Melena," she says, her voice a sultry whisper. "You are my thrall."

You smile and nod to her, although you fail to understand what she means.

"I'll show you," she chuckles.

Anja closes her eyes and her skin reddens as though she is blushing darkly across her entire body. The crimson hue continues to spread until her skin is the same deep red as her hair. Her pupils become vertical slits like a cat's and her golden irises now seem to glow faintly. From just below her hairline on her forehead sprout two short horns.

She smiles again and you see that some of her teeth have elongated into vicious fangs.

"I am a succubus, a sexual demon from the endless abyss of the underworld, a free agent in league with the army of the damned."

You feel no urge to pull away from her.

"By sharing your passion with me you have surrendered your soul and now it is mine to do with as I please. As I said Melena, you are now my thrall."

You feel as though your reaction should be one of horror, your logical mind tells you this, but instead you feel nothing but happiness at the thought of serving your new master.

"Do not fear sweet Melena," she coos into your ear, "I will not consume your soul as I would a man's. You are much more precious than that. You will one day be like me, but until then you are my ****. Now you will come with me to the abyss, where we have many places to go before you are ready."