Stay.

This is amazing. You can't leave now.

"Feel them," she whispers quietly.

You immediately accept and place your hands over her soft, firm breasts. They feel outstanding in your hands. You squeeze and knead them in your hands, and she lets out quiet moaning sounds in rhythm with your massage. Between your fingers you pinch her nipples. Before you know it, her face is flushed red and she looks to you with hungry eyes.

Her hand moves up your thigh and to your crotch. You flinch. Her soft touch feels your rock hard erection up and down through your trousers. It feels so amazing, and it's only amplified by the curse's touch you were already feeling. A real touch is so much better--much more intense.

She wraps her fingers around it.

Then she leans in, and beckons you for a kiss upon her rosy lips.

Meanwhile, that dastardly hand strokes you just right, even through your pants. It just feels amazing. This woman, half-naked, is stroking you and now she wants a kiss, and definitely more. She wants you.

Your hands caress her breasts more, and then you press your lips passionately against hers.

She tackles you down against the couch, plunging her tongue past your lips and you do the same. You begin to kiss lovingly. Her breasts press against your chest, and her adventurous hand still plays with you. It's been a long time since you've felt this excited.

She sits up on your lap as you lay back and reaches behind herself. She undoes her dress, one part at a time, and drops it all to the side so she's left sitting with a pair of crimson panties and nothing more. A hand pushes against your chest while her other's fingers slide against your crotch. Her giant breasts hang in front of your vision, and she licks her lips. This is a dream come true. Your heart beats quickly.

Her one hand unzips your trousers, and unbuttons them, slowly opening them to look to your straining cock behind a pair of black boxer briefs.

"Let's get this free, finally..." she purrs. "I want it."

She tugs down your boxers and lowers her face so her tongue dangles just an inch from the tip. By the look in her eyes, she's going to do a lot more than almost lick it.

Then you remember the witch's curse.