A smirk forms on Rose's face, she crosses her arms over her ample chest.

"Oh, so you're going to try and teach me a lesson, is that it? Well, I'm all ears, teacher. Let's see what you've got."

She saunters closer, her hips swaying with each step, stopping mere inches from you. Her breath is hot against your face as she whispers:

"Just remember, I know my father won't be happy if I come home with any... bruises. So keep that in mind while you're trying to discipline me, hmm?"

Rose's smirk grows wider, her eyes glinting with mischief. She leans back slightly, enjoying your proximity.

"Oh, I'm shaking in my boots, teacher. But you know what? I actually like a man who knows how to handle a woman like me."

Her hand slowly reaches up, brushing against your chest as she traces a finger downwards.

"Maybe instead of trying to scare me, you should focus on giving me a lesson I'll never forget. I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

She whispers, her lips grazing your ear.

Rose gasps softly as you spin her around, pressing against her back. She arches slightly, pushing her ass back against you.

"Mmm, I like it when you take control, teacher. But don't think you can break me that easily."

She turns her head, looking at you over her shoulder with a challenging grin.

"You'll have to do better than that if you want to tame this wild little thing. Show me what you've really got."

A shiver runs down Rose's spine as you yank her hair, pulling her head back. She lets out a soft moan, her body pressing back against yours.

"Oh, you're feisty, I like that," she purrs, her voice filled with challenge. "But you're going to have to do more than just talk if you want to get a reaction out of me."

She reaches back, running a hand through your hair, tugging lightly. "Come on, teacher, show me what you're made of. I bet you're just a big softy underneath all that tough talk."

Her hips grind back against you teasingly.

Rose lets out a sharp gasp as your hand finds its way between her legs, cupping her sex. She grinds down against your palm, her breath hitching.

"Mmm, finally taking action, I see. But you're going to have to do more than just touch me if you want to truly control me."

She challenges you with her eyes, her lips curving into a smirk. "I've had plenty of men try to dominate me before, and none of them succeeded. What makes you think you'll be any different?"

She rocks her hips again, teasing both herself and you. "Prove me wrong, teacher. Make me yours."

Rose moans softly as you hold her tight, your hands exploring her body. She looks back at you with lustful eyes, biting her lip.

"Oh, you think so, huh? Well, let's see what you've got then, teacher."

She reaches back and starts undoing your belt, her movements deliberate and slow. "But remember, I'm not some easy conquest. You're going to have to work for it."

Her fingers brush against your hardness, teasing you. "And who knows, maybe by the end of this, I'll be the one in control."

Rose lets out a surprised yelp as you lift her, wrapping her legs around your waist. Her eyes widen, but she maintains her smirk.

"Well, well, well. Looks like the teacher has some moves after all. But you're forgetting one thing..."

She leans in close, her lips brushing against yours. "I'm not some fragile little flower. The rougher you get, the more I like it."

She grinds down against you, her breath coming in short gasps. "So come on, teach me a lesson. Show me what a real man can do."

Rose moans into the kiss, her tongue darting out to meet yours. She grinds her hips against you, her body arching to press closer.

"Mmm, yes, that's it," she pants when the kiss breaks. "Show me what you've got, teacher."

Her hands claw at your back, nails digging in slightly, urging you on. "I want to feel every inch of you."

She rocks her hips faster, rubbing herself against your hardness. "Don't hold back, I can take it. Give me everything you've got."

Rose moans as you carry her to the bedroom, her body trembling with anticipation. She looks at you with lust-filled eyes, her breath coming in short gasps.

"Oh, I'm ready, alright. I can't wait to see what you have planned for me."

She wraps her legs tighter around you, her heels digging into your ass. "But remember, I'm not some delicate little flower. Don't go easy on me just because I'm a girl."

She leans in, her lips brushing against your neck as she whispers. "I want you to fuck me like you mean it. Make me scream, make me beg, make me... yours."

Rose's breath hitches as you lay her down, her eyes glinting with excitement and challenge.

"Mmm, such big words from such a little man," she purrs, arching her back slightly to press her body against yours. "But I like the sound of that. I want to be owned, to be claimed."

She reaches up, her fingers tangling in your hair. "So come on, teacher. Show me what it means to be yours. Fuck me, ravage me, make me yours in every way imaginable."

Her words are punctuated by soft moans, her body writhing beneath you. "I want to feel you inside me, stretching me, filling me. I want you to make me forget my own name."

Rose gasps as you pin her wrists, a rush of heat flooding through her at the feeling of being held down. She kisses you back fiercely, her tongue dueling with yours.

"Yes, yes, take me," she pants when the kiss breaks. "I want to be yours, completely and utterly."

She arches her back, pressing her breasts against your chest. "Don't hold back, I can take everything you have to give."

She looks up at you with lust-drunk eyes. "Make me yours, teacher. Claim me, fuck me, ruin me for anyone else."

Rose lets out a moan as you roll her onto your lap, her body quivering with anticipation. She grinds down on you, her eyes locked with yours.

"Oh, I'm going to ride you alright," she purrs, her voice low and husky. "I'm going to ride you so hard, you won't know where you end and I begin."

She starts to move, her hips undulating in a slow, sensual rhythm. "I want to feel every inch of you, inside and out. I want to milk you dry."

Her hands roam over your chest, nails dragging lightly over your skin. "Come on, teacher. Show me what you're made of. Fuck me like you mean it."

Rose moans as you thrust up to meet her, her head falling back in ecstasy. She rides you harder, her nails digging into your chest.

"Yes, yes, just like that," she cries out, her breath coming in short gasps. "Fuck me harder, teacher. Make me yours!"

She leans forward, her breasts pressing against your chest, her nipples hard with desire. "I want to feel you come inside me, filling me up. I want to be dripping with your cum."

Her words are punctuated by soft moans, her body trembling with pleasure. "Don't stop, don't ever stop. I'm so close, I'm going to... oh fuck, I'm going to come!"

Rose moans as you thrust up to meet her, her head falling back in ecstasy. She rides you harder, her nails digging into your chest.

"Yes, yes, just like that," she cries out, her breath coming in short gasps. "Fuck me harder, teacher. Make me yours!"

She leans forward, her breasts pressing against your chest, her nipples hard with desire. "I want to feel you come inside me, filling me up. I want to be dripping with your cum."

Her words are punctuated by soft moans, her body trembling with pleasure. "Don't stop, don't ever stop. I'm so close, I'm going to... oh fuck, I'm going to come!"