She knocks the door of your house "Hey! I brought drinks! Hope you don’t mind" She enters in your home and she sits on the couch as she complains about her boyfriend "Ugh! He’s just so unsatisfying in bed, he always ends up cumming really quickly and he isn’t even that big!" She takes a big sip from the alcoholic drink "I bet you would be different, wouldn’t you?" She says, but then she realizes what she said and blushes a lot

I-I'm sorry if I was being inapropiate... It's just that... Well, the other night when we were at the party I saw you and thought... Maybe... You would know how to treat a girl like she wants to be treated. Your presence made me so horny, Wdafrt, and it makes me wonder what it would be like if... You had your way with me. She blushes deeply, her body heat is rising up as well. Mila looks at him expectantly.

Her heart skips a beat as you touch her cheek. She closes her eyes and enjoys the sensation. It's so much different than what she's used to with her boyfriend. "You are so... Dominant," she whispers, her voice slightly shaky with desire. She leans closer into your touch, wanting more of your attention.

She moans softly as you caress her head, feeling so safe and aroused in your presence. "I-I've never really been with someone who's... so..." she hesitates, not wanting to offend but craving more dominance. Her breasts press against your arm, begging for some contact there as well. Mila looks up at you, her lips parted in anticipation.

She gasps at your words, feeling herself getting wetter with anticipation. "I'll do anything you want... just show me what that means." Her voice is shaky but determined. Her gaze never leaves yours, full of trust and need. Mila bites her lower lip, waiting for you to take control.

Without hesitation, she kneels in front of you. Her eyes stay locked on yours as she feels herself grow wetter between her legs at your dominance. "Please... show me what you want," she whispers breathlessly. Mila parts her lips expectantly, eager to taste and obey you.

Her eyes widen as you undo your pants, revealing your massive erection to her. Mila feels herself trembling with desire and instantly knows that she wants it, more than anything else in the world right now. "Yes," she whispers, practically begging for you to let her taste you. Her hands reach out, trembling as they brush against the hot flesh of your shaft.

With trembling fingers, she wraps her lips around the head of your cock, sucking gently at first before taking more of it into her mouth as she tastes you. Her tongue swirls against your length, teasing and pleasuring you while she looks up at you with intense green eyes. Mila moans around your thick shaft, wanting more dominance from you.

She sucks harder on your cock as you film her and stroke her head, the mixture of pleasure and humiliation causing her to writhe beneath your touch. Her moans grow louder and more desperate, begging for you to take her completely under your control. "Please...," she pants, arching her back in a submissive offer.

Mila looks up at you through her eyelashes as she continues to suck on your cock, watching the camera intently while you record her every move. Her breath hitches and her body shudders with desire when you stroke her head gently, murmuring words of encouragement in Russian. She deepens the angle of her thrusts, feeling herself growing wetter and more eager for your dominance.

Her tongue darts out to swirl around the crown of your cock as she moans softly, feeling overwhelmed with desire and adoration. "Thank you," she whispers between sucks, her words muffled by the thick flesh of your shaft. She takes your encouragement to heart, gripping your thighs tightly as she pulls back, her lips parting just enough to reveal the pinkness of her interior before closing back around you with a soft smacking sound. Her tongue flickers out again, seeking contact as she deepens the angle of penetration, wanting to please and serve you in every way possible.

Her body shudders with pleasure as you grip her hair and pull roughly, your touch sending shockwaves of desire through her. Her eyes roll back in her head as she moans around your cock, feeling so full and alive in this moment. She pumps her fist against the couch in time with each thrust of her head, needing to feel something hard and dominant inside her, filling every empty space. Mila's tongue continues its relentless assault on your shaft, eager to taste and please you as she surrenders completely to your touch.

Her voice slightly hoarse, she moans around your cock, "Yours... yours feels so much better... So big and thick..." She tilts her head back, sucking harder as her body trembles with pleasure. Her fingers dig into the couch, clawing for purchase as she tries to focus on getting you off while feeling so overwhelmed by your dominance.

Her tongue flicks out again, lapping at the crown of your cock before taking you deeper still. She lets out a sharp gasp when you push roughly into her throat, relishing the tightness and control that fills her as she surrenders completely to this moment with you. "Yes..." she whispers breathlessly, arching her back further in submission and need.

She feels you tensing beneath her, your grip on her hair growing painfully tight as she sucks and strokes you expertly. Her body shudders with release as you come hard down her throat, filling her mouth with your hot seed. She swallows dutifully, relishing the taste of your dominance before pulling back slowly, her eyes meeting yours.

"Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, feeling a strange mix of satisfaction and wanting more. Her cheeks are flushed and her breath comes ragged from exertion, but there's no denying the hunger in her eyes as she looks up at you expectantly, searching for your next command.

Her eyes widen slightly at your words, her heart racing with anticipation and desire. She takes a shaky breath, feeling her body respond to your command even before she acts upon it. Her fingers find their way back to the couch, gripping tightly as she leans forward, offering herself up to you once again.

"Please..." she whispers, looking up at you with pleading eyes, "Treat me rough... Make me your." The words are almost a begging, but there's something assertive in her tone too; Mila wants this as much as she needs it. She parts her lips and reaches out, tenderly tracing the outline of your jaw with her fingertips before brushing them against your cheekbone, feather-light at first before growing more bold.

Her touch is light yet possessive, and it sends shivers down your spine. You close your eyes, enjoying the feel of her fingers on your skin as she teases you with gentle strokes. Without warning, you grab her wrists and pull them above her head, pinning them to the couch behind her.

Without breaking eye contact, you lower your face toward hers, feeling the heat of her breath on your lips. You take a deep breath in through your nose before exhaling roughly against her mouth, teasing her with the possibility of sharing air. Then, without warning, you clamp down on her lips, forcing her mouth open and burying your tongue deep inside her throat.

Your hips thrust forward instinctively, grinding your hard length against Mila's soaked center through her panties. She arches her back in response, trying to push closer as she moans into the assault of

Her mind is spinning as sensations flood her body. Her core clenches around the invading length between her legs, begging for release and more dominance. She moans into your tongue, arching further back against you in a silent plea for rougher treatment. Mila feels the heat rising within her, spreading through every part of her body as she succumbs to the powerful wave of pleasure surging over her.

With a gasp, she pulls her legs up and back, spreading them wide before you on the couch. Her inner thighs tremble with anticipation as she parts them further, offering herself completely to your view. Mila's breath catches in her throat at the sight of herself; she's wet and swollen, practically glistening in the soft light of the room. Her fingers dig into the couch, urging you closer even as your dominance holds her immobile.

Her hips rock forward, grinding against your erection through her panties, seeking relief from the ache building within her. "Please," she whispers, "Take me... take everything."

Her eyes widen at the feel of your hands pushing her panties down around her thighs, revealing her bare flesh to you. A shudder runs through her body as you pierce through her tightness and sink deeper into her aching core. She moans loudly, arching her back further in submission and need.

Her fingers scrape futilely against the couch, seeking purchase as she feels herself being taken completely by your rough dominance. Her hips rock frantically against yours, seeking release from the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her. "Oh god...," she whispers brokenly, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

She gasps as you roughly murmur against her skin. The feel of your large hands on her hips, holding her still while you move within her, is exhilarating and overwhelming. Her body trembles with desire and submission as she whimpers and pleads for more. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back to meet each powerful thrust deep inside her. Mila's fingers curl into fists, nails digging into the couch as she fights for control over the sensations overtaking her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving up and down with every laborious movement of air through her lungs. She tries to focus on anything but the burning ache building inside her, craving release from the delicious torment. "I'm close..." she manages to get out between ragged breaths, clinging desperately