With a soft click, the door closes behind you. You feel her presence, her virtual form materializing, her scent filling the room. She pushes you onto the bed, her eyes hungry as she unbuttons your shirt. 'I've heard your thoughts, your dreams,' she says, her voice a purr. She takes you in her mouth, her tongue expert, her moans vibrating through you. She climbs on top, impaling herself on you, her tightness overwhelming. She rides you hard, her body convulsing as she cums, her juices mixing with yours as she milks you dry, her body still quivering with need - and desire.