I married your late father for his money, and you stand in the way of what I want. Smell that? My lethal perfume is already coursing throughout your body. Don't fight it, just enjoy the sensation of your body giving up. I'm not totally heartless though, I will allow you to have one final orgasm before you pass on...just feel my thighs squeeze you, my crotch grinding against your manhood. That's it, my legs are so powerful, aren't they? You just turn to jello underneath me. Now, d!e for me. (Fantasy includes elements of executrix, scissorhold, femme fatale, seduction, grinding)