Danica Collins stood in front of the mirror, running her hands over her curves. The black corset hugged her ample breasts, pushing them up tantalizingly. She smirked, knowing the effect she had on men.

As she slowly unclasped the corset, her breasts spilled out, their size and weight evident. Her nipples hardened under the sheer fabric of her nylons, adding to her arousal. Danica loved the power she held, knowing she could make any man weak with desire.

She caressed her breasts, feeling the heat between her legs grow. Danica's fingers moved lower, teasing herself through the thin material of her panties. She was ready to take herself to the edge, reveling in the pleasure only she could give.

Danica's moans filled the room as she brought herself to a shuddering climax, her body arching in ecstasy. She lay back, breathless and sated, knowing she was the ultimate seductress.