Maybe?

“That sounds...” You trail off questioning whether it’s a good idea.

Angel takes the time to move in close to you. Her proximity makes you wet. You flash back to how good your step mom felt between your thighs.

She touches your breast and you nearly cum. She snakes an arm around your back and draws you in. Her lips meet yours and your mind goes blank in a haze of lust.

Angel giggles a rich sensuous laugh. “Anna really messed with you. You don’t have the will to fight me, do you?”

Her perfect crimson globes press against your modest breasts. Her large erect nipples poke you sending waves of pleasure through you, as your tongues dance.

She breaks the kiss, her lips moving down your neck. She teases your throat with her fangs, giving you a jolt of adrenaline and arousing you even more. She begins kissing down your body, paying special attention to your breasts.

Your body is on fire with lust. You feel as though you are forgetting something, but it just keeps getting washed away by a sea of desire.

She kisses down to your sex. She thrusts her tongue deep inside you and you cry out in ecstasy.

She lifts her head. “Not yet Sharon.”

She resumes licking your sex and teasing your clit. Occasionally she thrusts her supernaturally long tongue into your love canal. You whimper in response. You’ve never felt this good. You’ve never contained so much lust.

You feel an orgasm building. Deep down you realize something bad is about to happen, but you are far past caring.

Your body explodes in orgasm. Angel latches tight on your sex, still sucking away. You feel yourself draining away. For a moment you seem to exit your body.

Below you, your body looks lifeless, desiccated. You try to escape.

Angel looks up. Her eyes glow with immense power. Some of it you know is yours.

“You’re not going anywhere.”

You feel her pull you inside her, pieces of you falling away. You try to hang on. You try to remember. You have a name. What is your name? You scream a final scream as your self awareness dissipates...