to leave

Her body didn't betray her by not allowing her to be **** into submission, so Vanessa decides to not betray it either, so she doesn't give the man anything.

"You're in no position to fight, if you give up now, and promise not to come back, I'll let you go" Vanessa says, standing fully over him. The view is fantastic, her incredible figure, massive yet perfectly firm and round chest and ass look even better from below, but the courrier can't do anything about it, completely powerless to his so called busty slut.

"F-fine, I'll go, just please don't call the cops." The postman begs.

"You have my word, just get out." Vanessa says, getting off the man before leaving her bathroom.

She hears the frantic cleanup and dressing before hearing her front door open and scratching tires. She lets out a massive sigh of relief, falling into deep relaxation mode on her bed. It was over, she had got rid of her problem, she won.

She took one more shower, washing off her sweat and precum, glad the pre was never dropped. She considered finishing the job, but just wanted to sleep, so after washing up she dries herself off and goes to sleep in some pajamas. Feeling great in her bed, she falls into a deep sleep