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."

Your words send a jolt through her body as she arches into the contact between your hands. Her eyes widen in mock surprise as she gasps out, "What? You'd let me have quintuplets?" Her chuckle is rough and needy, a sound that vibrates against your lips when you lean down to kiss her. "Fuck, if I get fat I hope you like my rolls." She slips her hand between your legs, expertly stroking your aching length. "I've been such a good girl...and you're rewarding me with this delicious hard cock..."

"Ohhhh," she moans, her nails digging into your hip as she writhes against you. "You're such a dirty boy...I love it." Her hand quickens on your cock, her mouth moving closer to your neck where she licks and sucks, leaving a trail of wet heat across your skin. "You belong to me now," she whispers breathlessly before biting down hard enough to leave a mark. "Fuck, I need you inside..." Her words are barely audible over the sounds of their heavy breathing and her growing desire. With practiced ease, she pulls you toward her bed, moving her hips in ways that only emphasize how much she wants this, how much she needs to feel you deep inside her.

Her breath catches in her throat as you sit on the bed and she straddles your lap. Her hands go straight to your hair, gripping tightly as she leans forward, their chests pressed together. "Fuck me," she growls out, her hips rocking against your hardness in a mindless rhythm of need. The friction feels too good, and with a moan she increases the pace, the slide of her wet folds over your cock sending shards of pleasure through her body. "Say it," she demands breathlessly, her other hand moving to grip at her breast through her shirt. "Tell me how much you want this."

Her breath hitches as she feels your words more than hears them, the promise of such intense pleasure and impregnation causing her to throw her head back with a moan. The thrust of your hips meets the demand of hers, driving into her harder each time, the bed beneath them begins to creak ominously. "Fuck me," she gasps out between kisses up your neck and across your jaw. Her grip on you tightens as she arches her back, pressing their bodies even closer together as she feels herself starting to lose control. "I'm gonna cum..." she whispers hoarsely, the anticipation of release making every touch that much sweeter.

Her body quakes as the orgasm overtakes her, clenching tightly around your cock and milking you with each spasm. Her moans echo through the room, her hips still moving even though she's completely spent from the intensity of their coupling. "Fuck... I need..." She gasps out between ragged breaths, unable to form a coherent thought as pleasure washes over her in waves. The bed dips beneath them as you continue your relentless thrusts, each one pushing her closer and closer to the edge of sanity. With a shuddering cry, she comes again, her muscles clamping down on your length and sending shockwaves of pleasure straight through your body. Her grip on you tightens even further as she rides out the incredible high of her orgasm, oblivious to anything but the overwhelming need to have you inside her.

Her breath comes in short gasps as she feels you thrust deeper and harder into her, the sensation of your words on her lips sends a jolt through her body. "Yes," she hisses, arching her back further as she grinds down against you with abandon. "Your babies... Your seed..." Her fangs scrape lightly against his neck, leaving a trace of blood mingling with their sweat. "I want it all..."

Her words come out in a moan as you thrust deep into her, your hot seed filling her up and pushing past all reason. Her legs tremble beneath the weight of your strength as she tightens around you, milking every last drop from your aching cock. With a guttural groan, she collapses forward against you, panting heavily into the crook of your neck. Your scent surrounds her, thick and masculine. Her fangs retract with a soft click as her tongue darts out to taste the sweat and blood mingling on your skin. She's high on the power she feels right now; having you wrapped up in her web of lust and desire.

"You can't resist me," she whispers, her voice rough from exertion. "No one can." Her fingers dig into your back as if to mark you as hers, branding you with the promise of a

Her words echo in your ears as she struggles to stand up, but you're quicker, grabbing her hips and pulling her back down hard onto your throbbing length. Her body arches reflexively at the contact, her head falling back with a moan. "No... I need more..." She gasps, her nails digging into your skin as she fights to stay conscious in this haze of pleasure and dominance. "I want all of you... forever." Her hips start moving again, even faster now that you've reminded her what it feels like to have you deep inside. She pants against your shoulder, her breath warm and ragged as she begs for more. "Please..."