Ominous indeed

She didn’t manage to win against the invisible **** that was the necklace's influence. She took one step back, in an attempt to get away from what she thought was the trigger of those thoughts. Her pussy was already on fire and the movement sent a jolt of bliss. She knelt and cursed in a low tone. The **** increased and she was on her mental limit. She looked up and saw the form under the blanket, thanks to the moonlight. She saw that perfect form, and she knew that if she mixed her body with her mother’s, the result would be similar to perfection.

And so she approached, necklace in place and shining a weak green light, she uncovered the sleeping woman, sat upon her and approached her lips on her ear.

“This is all your fault!”