Yes

Though you had the smallest pang of ****, the pleasure and the sense of overwhelming power was too great to ignore. You focused on your ring and held it in Linda’s direction as another flash of crimson light exploded out.

Linda stopped her ministrations and looked up as though she were seeing you for the first time ever. There was adoration, joy, devotion and lust as she stared up at you. It seemed in that moment that nothing else existed in the world save for you.

Wordlessly she began to undress, baring her naked body that had been taken care of by years of yoga and strenuous gym work. The sight of her massive tights, her tight abs and that perfectly shaven pussy was enough to send your heart pounding.

She lay back, spreading herself open in invitation. “Take me.” It was the first words she had uttered since this bout of supernatural took hold, and there was something strange about her voice, “take me now...”

You ignored your reservations, took your aching cock in hand and lined yourself up to the waiting milf pussy and began to thrust away.

The feeling of her mature pussy enveloping your cock was the greatest thing you had ever known. Somehow this woman who was well into her forties had a tighter pussy than any of the girls your own age had, every inch of her warm inner walls gripping and massaging your shaft like a fleshy vice.

“More,” she breathed, never once breaking eye contact with you, “Michael, take me more…”

You obliged and began to saw in and out of her womanhood with greater intensity. The sound of flesh smacking against flesh echoed in the bathroom. One of your hands casually reached out to palm her considerable tit as you assaulted her cunt like a battering ram.

Her hands slithered their way up your legs and gripped onto your hips, pulling you further into her warm wetness. You were transfixed watching her tits bounce with every thrust, the way her leanly muscled body tightened and contracted as you plundered it with your cock. This woman was a vision.

“Michael,” she began to breathlessly chant your name like it was an ancient prayer, “Michael… Michael…”

The adoration in her voice, the way her eyes locked onto your own with predatory lust, the gripping of her tight pussy. Your senses were overwhelmed by Linda’s being as she gave herself to you. It was too much. Your release drew near and without thinking you slammed home and unloaded an ungodly amount of searing cum into her hungry womb.

Linda’s whole body shook and spasmed as you filled her, something about the act driving her into her own orgasm. Her inner walls half-heartedly hugged at your cock, drawing out every last drop of cum you had until you were both utterly spent.

You fell back, panting with exertion, sticky with sweat and the combined juices of your act. Sobriety returned to your mind, and with it a crushing a familiar sense of shame. It had been one of the greatest experiences of your life, but you knew you had crossed some horrible line.

Fearfully you glanced over at the naked milf as she lay back on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. Linda didn’t look particularly upset, but there was something vacant about her eyes. Slowly she eased herself up and began to gather her clothes, dressing mechanically.

“Linda?” You asked, “are you...are you ok?”

The woman nodded, once. “I need to go back to the kitchen,” she spoke in a voice that seemed faraway and didn’t look your way. You were reminded of a sleepwalker during one of their episodes. “Your mother will be wondering where I am...”

Without another word, the older woman walked out of the bathroom. You sat stock still, not daring to move an inch as you listened to the woman descent the stairs. Another moment went by, and the upbeat, loud voices of the women began to start up again, followed by a laugh and the movement of a chair being pulled back.

You sat there on the bathroom floor, and looked at the ring as the enormity of what had just happened came to you. Whatever the hell was inside it, you needed to investigate.