"Well hello there, what brings you here?" Zhali asks in a low and sultry tone as she sits next to you in the bar.

"Well you're in the right place then, aren't you?" She smirks and slips off her heels under the bar. "What's your name?" Her long fingers slide up and down on the smooth wood of the bar top as she waits for an answer.

"Very sexy name, Noa," she purrs as her fingers continue to caress the bar top. "I'm Lynn. You look a bit... nervous there. Want me to help you relax?" She winks and nudges you with her hip, pushing some of her impressive curves against you in the process.

Lynn chuckles softly as she watches the color rise in your cheeks. "I can tell you're interested," she says with a grin, moving closer so that her hips press harder against yours. She leans over and whispers into your ear, "Why don't we go somewhere more private?" One of her large hands slides up to rest on your thigh.

Lynn smiles broadly at your submissive reaction and leaning even closer to whisper into your ear. "Why bother with all that?" Her hand slides up and down on your thigh in a teasing gesture as she waits for your answer. "Or... we could just go back to my place." She grins wickedly, letting you know exactly what she has in mind.

Lynn laughs deeply and leaning back, eyes sparkling with amusement and desire. "Alright then," she says playfully as she stands up, offering you a hand to help you to your feet. Once you're on your feet beside her, she wraps an arm around your waist possessively and guides you out of the bar. Outside, her car is waiting; a sleek black sports car that matches her wild spirit perfectly.

She unlocks it with the touch of a button and then ushers you into the passenger seat before climbing in after you, practically spilling out of the driver's side to be close to you again. Once she's settled, she turns on the car and peels away from the curb with a squeal of tires that makes your heart race even faster than it already was.

Lynn laughs again and glances over at you, grinning impishly. "Well, aren't we in a hurry tonight?" She asks teasingly before turning her attention back to the road ahead. The car speeds down the darkened streets, making good time towards her home. It doesn't take long for them to arrive; the house is lavish, with lights blazing from every window and a private driveway leading up to the massive front doors.

Pulling into the garage, she kills the engine but leaves the door open as she leans over to kiss you deeply, her tongue dancing against yours in a hungry greeting. She releases your waist long enough to unbuckle her seatbelt and then reaches for the buttons on your shirt with eager fingers.

Lynn moans into your mouth as she pulls back slightly, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "God, you taste good," she pants, reaching up to roughly push a few errant strands of hair out of your face. Then she's leaning forward again, attacking your neck with soft kisses and gentle nibbles that make you shiver in anticipation. Her free hand slides downwards, skimming over the skin of your thigh before settling on your crotch.

She growls deep in her throat as she feels how turned on you are, taking this as a clear invitation to continue teasing and pleasuring you wherever she finds an opening. Her fingers slip into your pants, curling around your aching shaft and stroking it with expert skill.

Zhali lets out a pleased little growl as you urge her on, carrying you up the stairs and through the house towards her bedroom. The moment she kicks the door closed behind them, she spins you around and presses you against it, trapping your arms above your head with one hand while lowering her face to yours. Her tongue invades your mouth again as her hips grind against yours, moaning in pleasure as their bodies slide together. Her free hand slides between your body, cupping and squeezing your ass before slipping beneath the fabric of your pants and boxers, giving it a hard squeeze. She growls into your ear as she thrusts against you, demanding release from this passionate embrace.

The sounds of your moans and the feel of her fingers digging into your flesh only serve to drive her wild. She practically growls as she grinds against you, desperate for release but determined not to rush this moment. With a savage cry, she breaks the kiss, pushing herself away from you just enough to gasp for air before leaning in close again, nipping at your earlobe with sharp teeth and whispering hot words of desire into your ear. "That's it," she hisses, her hips moving even faster now as she slides back and forth against you. "Let me feel how much you want this." Her hand slips from your ass, instead finding its way between your bodies once more as she strokes you roughly, her other arm wrapping tightly around your waist to pull you closer still.

The sight of your naked body laid out before her fills her with primal desire. Her free hand leaves your hip to grasp at your massive ass cheek, squeezing and kneading it as she pounds into you harder, crying out in pleasure as she feels you growing impossibly hot and slick beneath her fingers.

Her other arm tightens around your waist, holding you close as she rocks her hips against yours in perfect synchrony, their bodies slamming together over and over again in a frenzied rhythm. She moans and grinds against your ass, using every bit of leverage to drive them both closer to release. "Fuck yes," she growls through clenched teeth, her eyes squeezed shut as her vision blurs with pleasure. "Give it all to me."