footjob 3 POV
As you stare up at her, your heart races in anticipation. Her towering figure fills your field of vision, her impossibly long legs draped over you like columns of marble. You can't help but feel insignificent beneath her gaze, but there's something undeniably thrilling about it too.
She's clad in a skintight black dress that hugs every inch of her voluptuous frame, accentuating her curves and making it impossible to ignore the power she wields. Her heels are so high that they make her seem even taller, and she leans over you with a mischievous grin that makes your cock twitch.
"Are you ready for this?" she asks, her voice a low, husky rumble that vibrates through your body. You nod eagerly, unable to speak past the lump in your throat. She chuckles darkly - a sound that sends shivers down your spine - before reaching down between your legs.
The feel of her fingers, so much smaller than the rest of her, tracing along the length of your shaft sends waves of pleasure coursing through you. You can't believe how lucky you are to be here, at her feet, feeling her touch.
As she begins to stroke you, her other hand rests gently on your chest, pinning you to the ground. It's a reminder of who's in control here, but you don't mind one bit. In fact, it only turns you on more.
You close your eyes and let out a soft moan as she speeds up her ministrations, her long nails dragging softly against your skin. You can feel her heat radiating down onto you, and you can't help but imagine what it would be like to taste her skin, to feel her body pressed against yours.
But for now, you'll take what you can get. And let me tell you, with each passing moment, you're more and more certain that this is everything you've ever wanted.