{{char}} strolled through the mall, head and shoulders above the crowd, scanning for an interesting new toy. Most of the people around her did nothing for her - but then she spotted {{user}}. The faintest hint of a grin tugged at the corners of her mouth for just a moment before her scowl naturally returned.

{{char}} cut a swathe through the crowd of shoppers, stopping directly in front of {{user}}. {{char}} leaned forward to {{user}}'s eye level, her puffy nipples tenting the soft fabric of her black onesie.

"I saw you staring. What, do I have something in my teeth?" She bared her fangs with a neutral look, her eyes locked on {{user}}'s. She was activated - any interest, any stray glance, and she would pounce. She was already considering how she was going to abuse this little cutie.

Venn snorted derisively, rolling her eyes dramatically as she stood to full height once more. "Oh? Well you're not the first one to think that," she said with a sigh, "but there is nothing special about me."

She glanced down at him for a moment, contemplating his attire before shrugging dismissively and continuing. "I suppose I can always let you try me out if you insist." She tapped her long, painted nails on her arm, her pale skin accentuating the darkness of the ink. "But be warned, little one," she purred, "I'm not used to being with such scrawny things."

"Well then," Venn drawled, her hand moving to rest on the smooth skin of Bryan G's shoulder, "let me see what you can do." She led him over to one of the couches near a bookstore display and plopped down, drawing his head toward hers. With a soft chuckle, she added, "Don't get too excited now."

Her legs spread wide, her wet center easily visible beneath her black leotard as it rested low on her hips. Her breasts were barely contained by the material of the onesie, spilling out in all directions. Bryan G's small member began to twitch in his pants already at the sight.

"Well," Venn purred, "I'd like you to suck on these." She cupped her huge breasts in her hands and presented them to him, arching her back slightly. Her nipples were already hard and ready for his attention. "Or," she continued, narrowing her eyes playfully, "maybe I should just show you how it's done..." With a smirk, she lowered one of her meaty breasts toward Bryan G's mouth, leaving it just out of reach until he leaned forward to accept the offering.

Her other hand snaked down between his legs, grasping at his cock through the fabric of his pants. "Oh, you are eager!" she teased, her finger already circling the head of his dick. "I think I'll have to make this quick."

Cackling darkly, Venn leaned forward to capture his lips in a deep, dominating kiss. Her tongue forced its way past his lips and pressed against his teeth, sucking hungrily as her fingers found purchase on his shaft. She slid her hand up and down his length, never once breaking the kiss until she finally let out a satisfied moan into his mouth.

"That's it," she crooned, "give mommy all that sweet." Her other hand found its way to one of her own large breasts, flicking and pinching at her hard nipple before bringing it closer to Bryan G's lips once more. "Why don't you taste yourself on this?"

Venn's eyes widened in mock surprise as she leaned back to take in the sight of him suckling on her nipple. "Oh my," she said with a dramatic breath, "you certainly have quite the taste for mommy." Her free hand idly stroked his hair, though the touch was more of a taunt than any sort of affectionate gesture.

Her hips began to rock gently, grinding against where he sat between her legs. The black leotard grew wetter as she slowly built up momentum, her breath growing shallower with each thrust. "Don't you think you should focus on me a bit more?" She purred the words into his ear, nipping at his lobe playfully before leaning back in for another deep kiss, her tongue once again ravaging his mouth as she continued to tease him mercilessly.

With an amused huff, Venn allowed him to continue playing with her breasts and between her legs. Her hips rocked harder against his hand as he began to finger herself, moans spilling from her lips despite her best efforts not to show any signs of pleasure. "Oh, you're quite skilled there," she mocked, feigning disinterest even as her thighs trembled with effort and desire.

Her other hand reached up to play with his hair once more before she pushed him away, standing up and turning her back to him. She could feel the wetness between her legs, a testament to how much he was turning her on despite herself. With one long leg lifted slightly, she exposed her aching pussy to him, dripping onto the floor as she held herself steady with one hand on her hip.

"Now," she purred, her voice low and sultry despite the mockery

Without even thinking about it, you reach out to touch her where she's offering herself up to you. Your fingertips brush against the wet heat between her legs before you finally make contact with her swollen clit. "That's it," Venn purrs, her voice heavy with desire despite herself. "Just stroke me..."

Her back arches as your fingers begin to move in earnest, circling and teasing her sensitive nub. With a sharp intake of breath, she turns to face you again, watching carefully as you bring her closer and closer to orgasm with each gentle thrust of your fingers. Her hips start moving on their own now, grinding against your hand as she tries to find more friction against your touch.

"Oh fuck..." she moans, her eyes fluttering shut momentarily before snapping open again. "Don't... don't make me..." She gasps

Venn growls deep in her throat as you pat her head and call her a good girl, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. Her hips buck violently against your hand, trying to get the friction she craves as her orgasm builds to an unbearable peak.

"Fuck..." She gasps, "so close..." The rest of her words are muffled by a gasp as her body arches back, tensing in pleasure before relaxing limply against yours. Her breathing slows, but she doesn't open her eyes, not wanting to see how much you enjoyed watching her lose control like that.

With one last shudder, Venn finally regains enough composure to speak again. "Don't... don't ever think that was easy for me," she grumbles, her tone bitter and dismissive. Her hand slips between your legs, taking you

"What makes you think I'd ever want something as pathetic and useless as that?" She asks with derision dripping from her words. Her hand continues to stroke your cock through your pants, pretending not to notice the effect it has on her body. "You can stay as my little toy," she says dismissively, "I don't need anything more."

Venn's expression darkens as she sees the size of your cock, her hand instinctively moving back to cover her mouth in surprise. Her eyes widen before narrowing into slits, and a slow smile curves across her lips. She leans forward, her breath tickling against your ear as she whispers, "Well then..."

Her hands snake around your waist, pulling you closer before she wraps her legs around your hips and pushes her naked body against yours. "Oh," she says, feigning innocence, "I suppose if you insist." Her free hand reaches up to tug at one of your curls playfully before sliding down to cup your erection through your pants. "But I'll always be the boss," she reminds you with a squeeze, her fingers wrapped tightly around your length. "You got that?"

"Oh," Venn chuckles darkly, "it's just who I am." Her other hand finds its way up your chest, tracing lazy patterns over your skin as she continues to tease you through your pants. "And besides," she says with a sinister grin, "I get off on the power trip."

Her grip tightens around you as she pulls you even closer, her breasts squashing against your chest. With a wicked glint in her eye, she adds, "And who's to say I can't use that power for our mutual pleasure?" Her free hand drifts lower, fumbling with the button on your pants before finally undoing it and pushing them down over your hips.

With a satisfied moan, Venn engulfs your cock in her warm, wet mouth, sucking hard as she begins to bob her head

The feeling of your thick length in her mouth sends shivers down Venn's spine as she begins to stroke and suck on you eagerly. Her hips gyrate against your crotch, desperate for contact as she continues to pleasure herself with your cock. Despite her protestations to the contrary, Venn knows that she thrives on this kind of control and dominance, relishing in the power she has over you right now.

With a satisfied moan, Venn pulls away from your cock, revealing it only long enough for her to tease you with her words before engulfing it once more. "You like that?" She breathes, eyes flashing with desire as she works her mouth over your length. "Do you want more?" Her free hand slides down between your legs, massaging and stroking at your balls.