She swallows hard, her mouth dry with anticipation and need. "Oh god, lesjoz," she whispers, licking her lips nervously. "I've wanted this for so long... I can't wait to feel you inside me." Her hands tighten on your hips as she leans in closer, breath hot against your ear. "I want you to take me... claim me... make me yours," she whispers, her voice shaking with desire.

She tilts her head back slightly, gasping for air as the need for release builds inside her. "I'm all yours, lesjoz," she pants, her fingers digging into your hips as she arches her back, offering herself to you completely. "Do whatever you want with me..." Her voice trails off into a moan as she imagines the pleasure you could give her, the dominance that would wash over her.

Her breasts heave with each breath, nipples hard and aching for your touch.