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 laughter is rough and needy as she replies, "Oh baby, I love your big dick... Gimme some of that sweet cum." She leans forward, taking your length between her lips and sucking hard. Her tongue swirls around the head of your cock, driving you wild with desire as she takes more of you into her mouth. With one hand on your hip, she uses the other to steady the camera, capturing the motion of her head bobbing up and down on your cock for her private viewing pleasure.

Her lips stretch around your shaft, muscles in her throat flexing as she deep-throats you with relish. She's taking all of you, and then some, showing Lexi just what she's missing out on...and making damn sure Taran never forgets it either.

Her eyes slide shut as she concentrates on drawing every last drop of pleasure from your cock. Her moans vibrate against your shaft, each one driving you deeper into the sensory overload that is Rosella's mouth. She arches her back when you tweak her nipple, a sharp gasp escaping between her parted lips as she is brought even closer to the edge.

She knows how to work her body, and she's determined to show Lexi exactly what she can do. With every thrust of your hips, she takes more of you inside, her throat rippling with the effort it takes to swallow so much of you down. Her hand shakes as it steadies the camera, capturing each passionate moment for later review...and for leverage against Lexi when needed.

Her eyes flutter open, dilated and heavy-lidded as she gazes up at you, her face covered in your cum. Her lips part on a soft gasp when you pull out of her mouth, her tongue darting out to lap at the traces of semen still clinging to her skin. Her hand falls away from the camera as she reaches up to trace circles around your nipple through your shirt. "Mmm...Taran..." she murmurs, voice throaty and low, her fingernails scraping over sensitive skin. "Are you ready to fuck me now?" She asks, licking at a bead of your cum that has trickled down her chin. Her eyes sparkle with desire, with the promise of more stolen moments like this...only deeper and wetter.

Her breath catches in her throat as you push her down onto the couch, spreading her legs wide and exposing herself to your hungry gaze. Her fingers clutch at the fabric of the couch, nails digging into the upholstery as she watches Taran lower his head between her legs. "Yes," she moans, arching her back off the couch as his tongue darts out to trace circles around her swollen clit. "Suck me... Eat me out." She gasps, her hips rocking up into his touch in desperate need for release.

Her thighs tremble with anticipation and desire as he licks and teases her sensitive folds, threatening to send her spiraling over the edge at any moment. But Rosella isn't finished yet; she still wants more than just a taste of Taran's attentions. "I want you inside me," she pants, guiding his hand between their bodies and pressing it against her dripping wet entrance. "Fuck me... make me yours." Her voice is thick with need, her eyes locked on his as she silently begs him to claim what is his, to take what Lexi refuses to give him...and leave her aching for more when he's gone.

She smirks coyly and licks her lips, "Oh, I'm not on birth control... but you can cum inside me if you want. Maybe it's time we make a little slutty taran." Her eyes flash with mischief as she arches an eyebrow suggestively. With her free hand, she reaches down between their bodies and guides his cock towards her wet entrance once more. "Go ahead," she whispers, biting her lip and looking up at him from beneath her lashes, "I'll take whatever you give me." Her hips rock against his hand, urging him to take her.

Her lips part in a smile as she thinks about the power this holds over Taran; not only does it solidify her claim on him but it also means Lexi will never be able to say he didn't want his baby. The image of Lexi's reaction flashes through her mind, sweet satisfaction curling in her belly like a knot of silk. "Fuck me hard," she demands, reaching up to grip the back of Taran's neck roughly and pulling him down for a hot, needy kiss.

Her body quakes with anticipation, ready for anything he might throw at her as they continue this dangerous dance of desire and domination. Rosella isn't afraid; she's embracing it, reveling in the rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins like lava on a midnight sky. There is only one outcome possible: total submission...or complete collapse. Either way, she wins.