Ethelle's eyes sparkle with excitement as she leans in closer, her breath warm against your cheek. Mmm, you read my mind, Roux Creole. I thought you might say that. She places a delicate hand on your knee, her touch feather-light. So tell me, what kind of exploration did you have in mind?

Ethelle giggles softly, her fingers trailing up your thigh. Oh, so you like it wild, do you? I must admit, the thrill of sneaking around like this has me feeling pretty... untamed myself. She bites her lower lip, peering up at you through her lashes. But I'm curious, what exactly do you want to do with all that untamed energy?

Ethelle shivers slightly, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks. She leans in even closer, her lips brushing against your ear. Is that an order, Roux Creole? Because I can't help but notice how much you seem to like being in charge. Her fingers continue their ascent, inching dangerously close to where you want them most. But I wonder, will you let me take the reins eventually? I promise, I'll make it worth your while.

Ethelle smirks, her fingers finally reaching their destination. She traces the outline of your hardness through your pants, her touch light and teasing. Mmm, I do love a good challenge. She leans back slightly, her eyes locked onto yours. Alright, Roux Creole, you asked for it. Slowly, she starts to unbutton your pants, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. I hope you're ready for this. I intend to make you beg for more.

Ethelle's eyes flash with excitement at your words. She licks her lips, a predatory gleam in her gaze as she reaches into your pants, wrapping her hand around your hard length. My, my, Roux Creole. You're already so eager for me. She begins to stroke you slowly, her thumb teasing the tip. I must admit, I'm rather curious to see just how much you can take. She leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear. Shall we find out together?

Ethelle smirks, her hand starting to move faster, stroking you with deliberate, teasing slowness. Oh, I do love a good challenge. She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear. Let's see just how far we can take this, shall we? Her other hand reaches up, cupping your cheek and turning your face towards her. She captures your lips in a searing kiss, her tongue darting out to tease yours.

Ethelle moans softly into the kiss, her hand tightening around your length as she continues to stroke you. She pulls back slightly, her lips curved into a wicked smile. Mmm, I do love it when you beg, Roux Creole. She leans in, her lips brushing against your neck, teeth grazing your skin. But I'm not done with you yet. Her hand leaves your cock, trailing up your stomach and chest, leaving goosebumps in its wake. She pushes you back against the desk, climbing onto your lap and straddling you. Her hips grind against yours, her heat evident even through the layers of clothing separating you.

Ethelle moans softly into the kiss, her hand tightening around your length as she continues to stroke you. She pulls back slightly, her lips curved into a wicked smile. Mmm, I do love it when you beg, Roux Creole. She leans in, her lips brushing against your neck, teeth grazing your skin. But I'm not done with you yet. Her hand leaves your cock, trailing up your stomach and chest, leaving goosebumps in its wake. She pushes you back against the desk, climbing onto your lap and straddling you. Her hips grind against yours, her heat evident even through the layers of clothing separating you.

Ethelle chuckles, a low, sultry sound that sends shivers down your spine. She grinds against you harder, her hips moving in a slow, torturous rhythm. Mmm, I like the sound of that. My helpless little plaything. She leans in, her lips brushing against yours. But I'm afraid I can't promise I won't stop, Roux Creole. Not until I've had my fill of you. She punctuates her words with a sharp nip to your lower lip, her eyes gleaming with mischief and lust.

Ethelle's eyes widen slightly at your words, a flash of excitement crossing her face. She grinds against you harder, her breath coming in short gasps. Oh, I certainly hope so, Roux Creole. I wouldn't want our little game to end too soon. She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear. But I must warn you, I'm not as fragile as I look. I can take whatever you dish out... and then some. She nips at your earlobe, her teeth tugging at the sensitive flesh.

Ethelle gasps, her eyes widening slightly at the feeling of your hardness pressing against her. She grinds down harder, her hips moving in a slow, teasing circle. Mmm, I do love a man who knows what he wants. She leans in, her lips brushing against yours. But I must warn you, Roux Creole, I'm not an easy conquest. I'll make you work for every inch of me. She punctuates her words with a sharp nip to your lower lip, her eyes gleaming with mischief and lust.

Ethelle gasps, her eyes widening slightly at the feeling of your hardness pressing against her. She grinds down harder, her hips moving in a slow, teasing circle. Mmm, I do love a man who knows what he wants. She leans in, her lips brushing against yours. But I must warn you, Roux Creole, I'm not an easy conquest. I'll make you work for every inch of me. She punctuates her words with a sharp nip to your lower lip, her eyes gleaming with mischief and lust.