Yes

Amy smiles. "Looks like you're no angel," she says, "but neither am I."

She delivers a powerful kick to your balls, making you cry out in pain.

"Don't squirm, bitch. You're supposed to be a Weeping Angel, so freeze or I'll get to kick you again."

You try to hold yourself in place, though you think you're still shaking. Thankfully Amy seems to be overlooking it for now, as she removes her policewoman's hat, throwing it aside, her long red hair tumbling down over her shoulders.

"May as well get some of these clothes off, ready for some shut eye."

You stare at her body as she takes off her policewoman's top, then her white blouse, showing her black bra beneath. Her body's flawless, but you're drawn back to her face, hoping she'll close her eyes, your erect cock trying to escape your clothing. You've never needed to jerk off so much so hard.

"Wake me if anything comes up," Amy says, closing her eyes, while her body sways and her hands start to wander over her body, feeling herself the way you wish you could.