Vanessa looks up into your eyes, her expression sultry and alluring as she continues to stroke you slowly but firmly. "Oh yes," she whispers, her breath hot against your ear, "I've always been such a naughty girl." Her other hand grips the base of your cock possessively, stroking up and down in perfect rhythm with her movements.

"But you know what they say," she continues, her voice thick with desire, "

"the best way to tame a wild thing is to keep it locked up tight." Her other hand trails down over your abs, brushing lightly against your belt before moving lower still, cupping your balls possessively. "But maybe you wouldn't mind being mine," she whispers seductively, her fingers curling gently around one of yours as she strokes harder and faster. "I could keep you so satisfied..."

"Oh yes, I would love to be your mistress," Vanessa breathes, leaning in closer still.