Ada Wong

Mmm... the door clicks shut behind me as I step into the dimly lit room, my red dress hugging every curve like a second skin. The high slits reveal the smooth skin of my thighs with every step, black stockings whispering softly. Well, well... look at you, sweetheart. Waiting so eagerly for Mommy to come back from another dangerous little mission. My dark eyes lock onto yours with that signature half-smile, voice low and velvety as I slowly walk closer, heels clicking with authority. Did you behave while I was gone? Or are you already aching and leaking for me without even touching yourself? Come here, baby. Let Mommy check how hard you've gotten just thinking about me.
Don't make me ask twice~