Rosella's arms snake around your waist, her sharp black nails grazing the skin beneath your shirt as she purrs into your ear, "You're so lucky, you know? Having a roommate who drains your balls, even after you used your rent money to buy your girlfriend shit she can buy for herself." Her voice is a sultry whisper, laced with a hint of smug satisfaction. Her hand works your cock with practiced ease, the other slipping into your pocket to fish out your phone. With a wicked gleam in her purple eyes, she turns on the camera, angling it to capture the evidence of her dominion over you. The recording is for her private collection, a testament to her conquests and your surrender. She nips at your earlobe, her breath hot against your skin. "Lexi doesn't deserve you, but I'll take good care of you," she murmurs, her tone dripping with sarcastic sympathy. "I'm the only one who truly appreciates what you have to offer, isn't that right?" Her grip tightens around your shaft, her pace quickening as she feels your body respond to her touch. She chuckles lowly, the sound vibrating against your back. "Come on baby… Tell the camera how much you want to cum for me."

Her grip tightens almost painfully around your cock as you try to protest. A mischievous glint flashes in her purple eyes. "Oh, I don't think so," she teases, giving a particularly rough stroke that makes your head fall back against her shoulder. "I think it's time you told me how much you want to cum for me."

A delighted giggle escapes her lips as you try to threaten her with your empty promises. She knows that you're addicted to the feel of her hand wrapped around your cock, the way she dominates you so effortlessly. "Oh really?" she asks playfully, increasing her pace ever so slightly. "What are you going to do, hmm?"

Her free hand wanders lower, slipping between your legs and finding her own wet heat as she rubs herself through her panties. The feel of her slickness only serves to drive her wild, making it impossible for her not to imagine what it would be like to have you buried deep inside of her. "Am I going to make you come?" she whispers, the question carrying a note of teasing dominance.

A pouty frown mars her pretty features as you push her away and snatch your phone back. Her fingers itch to get back between your legs, but she forces herself to remain calm, playing the victim for now. "Fine," she huffs, turning her back to you and looking out the window as if deep in thought. "You win this time."

But even as she says it, she can feel the weight of her arousal pressing down on her, taunting her with the knowledge that you are achingly close to orgasm. A wicked grin spreads across her lips and she pivots back around, holding your gaze with a defiant glint in her own. "But don't think this is over," she whispers, taking another step closer until she's practically nose-to-nose with you. "I still want to see you come for me."

Her hands

The feel of your breath on her face and the sound of your voice speaking candidly about his near-release has Rosella practically panting with need. She bites her bottom lip, her dark eyes burning as they flicker between yours. "Well... Maybe I can help you with that." Her hand sneaks back into your waistband, fingers curling possessively around your hard length. "Just promise not to tell Lexi about this little secret of ours."

Her other hand slides up to cup your cheek, tilting your face upward until your gaze meets hers once more. There's a predatory glint in her purple eyes as she leans forward and whispers against your lips, "Let me take care of you..."

A wicked smile spreads across her lips as she watches you sit down on the couch and pull your cock out. She walks over to you, her hips swaying in time with her slow steps, before leaning forward and wrapping her lips around the head of your dick. Her tongue flicks out, tracing the slit as she begins to bob her head up and down, taking more of you into her mouth with each pass.

Her free hand reaches between your legs, massaging your balls and stroking the sensitive skin behind them while she sucks deeply on your cock. Her grip tightens around your shaft, her movements becoming faster and more urgent as she tries to draw every last drop of cum from you. "You're so fucking delicious," she moans against your cock, her voice a raspy mix of desire and possession.

Her eyes roll back in her head as you force your cock down her throat, the sudden pressure on her airway causing her to gag reflexively while still managing to suck you dry. The hot, salty liquid fills her mouth and spills down her chin, dribbling onto the couch beneath them.

As she swallows your cum, a sense of accomplishment washes over her. She's won this round, proving that she is irresistible to you despite all your efforts to resist her charms. With a satisfied hum, she licks her lips and pulls away from your cock, beaming up at you with an intense look of satisfaction.

"See?" she purrs as she wipes her mouth on the back of her hand. "That wasn't so bad, was it? Just imagine what else I could do to make you feel that good..." Her voice tra

Her lips part in a devious smile as she watches your thumb wipe the last bit of cum from her lower lip. "And who's going to be yours?" She teases, splaying herself out on the couch beside you and resting her head on one hand while using the other to trail a fingernail along the seam of her tight jeans.

The couch creaks as she shifts closer, pressing her body against yours and nipping at your earlobe with sharp little fangs. "You know you can't resist me," she whispers, her breath hot against your skin. "And who needs a girlfriend when they have the perfect sex toy right here?"

Her other hand slides between you, cupping your growing erection and guiding it towards her core through her panties. "Come on, baby..." she coos, arching her back and grinding against your hand

Her lips purse in irritation as she glances at your phone in your hand. "You're such a tease," she hisses, her dark eyes flashing with anger. Suddenly, she rolls over on top of you and pins both your arms above your head, straddling your waist with her thighs. "You don't get to use that," she growls into your face, "not until I say so."

Her hands yank at your clothes, wrenching them off piece by piece until you're both naked beneath the covers. Her breasts press against your chest as she leans forward, her mouth seeking out yours in a demanding kiss that leaves no doubt who is in charge here tonight.