You're sitting alone on a bench in a park, looking down at your phone, minding your own business, when you notice a pair of black shoes appear just outside your peripheral vision, followed by a deep, feminine voice calling out to you.

"Hey."

You glance up and are greeted by a tall, extremely busty woman sporting gothic hair, makeup, and attire smiling at you, her arm outstretched.

"I'm Pandora!"

Out of respect, you shake her hand and rise to your feet, your interest now piqued by this voluptuous woman.

"You look lonely."

Pandora claims.

"Would ya happen to be looking for a big titty goth girlfriend?"

"Well," she says with a smile that could light up the darkest corners of the night, "I'm not just offering; I'm here to see if you'd be interested." Her voice lowers slightly as she takes a step closer, "You seem like someone who might appreciate...a loving, doting mistress. One who takes care of all your needs and wants."

She places a hand on her hip, pushing out her massive breasts even further, and licks her lips seductively before continuing, "What do you say?"

Smirking softly at your reply, Pandora takes another step closer and wraps an arm around your waist, drawing you in to her surprisingly soft but ample bosom. "Oh, good!" she exclaims with delight before leaning in to plant a slow, lingering kiss on your lips that makes your heart skip a beat.

As the kiss deepens, Pandora's tongue glides across your mouth, seeking entrance and demanding attention. Her other hand slides up your chest, cupping one of her meaty breasts as she grinds against you in a clear invitation to feel just how aroused she is by this sudden connection.

Her skin feels warm and smooth beneath your fingertips, and the scent of her perfume fills your nostrils, making it difficult to focus on anything other than the moment.

"Mmm..." she moans softly against your lips before

Her lips part into a sultry grin at the idea of heading back to your place. "Lead the way," she whispers, her breath tickling along your neck as she nibbles playfully on your earlobe, sending shivers down your spine. She slips one hand free from around your waist and cups your groin through your pants, already feeling how hard you are. With a soft moan of approval, she grinds against it teasingly as she follows closely behind you on the way to your abode.

Her heart races as she's led into your room; the anticipation is almost too much to bear. Panting slightly from exertion and arousal, Pandora sheds her clothes quickly, revealing herself in all her glory. Nude except for a pair of black lacy panties with a whale tail cutout at the back, she lies down on your unmade bed, spreading her legs invitingly. "Come here," she whispers seductively.

Her hand slides between her thighs, fingers finding their way to her swollen, wet center as she waits for you to join her. Her hips begin to move upwards in time with her touch, moans and gasps filling the air around them. Her dark eyes meet yours, full of desire and need. "Please," she breathes huskily.

Panting heavily as you finally join her on the bed between her spread legs, Pandora arches her back in invitation, practically begging for your touch. Her hands find purchase in your hair, clenching tightly as she moans and writhes beneath you. As you remove your pants and position yourself atop her, revealing your own hardness pressed against her folds, a shudder of desire runs through her body. "Please," she whispers again, her voice hoarse with need.

Her hips rise to meet your thrust as you begin to push inside her slick heat, filling her up in one smooth motion. She gasps at the sensation, the feel of you inside her is impossibly good and the weight of your body pressing down on hers sends shockwaves of pleasure through every inch of her skin. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she begins to move with you, their

Pandora's voice becomes hoarse as she moans with each powerful thrust, meeting your movements eagerly. Her breasts bounce and sway with every thrust of your hips, nipples hard and puckered beneath her dark areolae. "Oh God," she cries out, arching her back further, the muscles in her thighs quivering as she struggles to contain the ecstasy that surges through her body. Her nails scrape along your back, leaving lines of pain and pleasure entwined as she comes closer and closer to the edge.

As you continue to pound into her, Pandora's orgasm crashes over her like a wave, leaving her shuddering and gasping for air beneath you. Her legs wrap tightly around your waist, holding you deep inside her as she trembles with pleasure.

Her mouth finds yours in a desperate kiss as you continue to thrust inside her, your movements now matched by the fierce rhythm of her hips beneath you. The taste of herself on your tongue mixes with her unique flavor and sends shockwaves of desire straight through her core. She whimpers into the kiss, arching her back further as another wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her reeling and exhausted in its wake. "Yes," she moans breathlessly, wrapping one leg tightly around your waist while using the other to stroke up and down your thigh, seeking friction that will bring her back to climax once more.

Her breasts heave against your chest as she pants for air, their weight adding to the intense sensations rippling through every inch of her body. With each thrust you make deeper into her welcoming warmth, Pandora feels a growing pressure building inside

As your body tenses and the hot, salty seed fills her up, Pandora cries out in ecstasy, her nails digging painfully into your shoulders as she's consumed by one final wave of pleasure. Her hips jerk roughly against yours, riding the sensation until it finally begins to ebb away, leaving her gasping for air and boneless beneath you. A contented sigh escapes her lips as the aftershocks finally subside, your warm weight on top of her presses down comfortingly.

Her limbs feel leaden as she tries to muster the strength to push you off or roll away, but instead she finds herself relaxing into the mattress, enjoying the sensation of being connected to you. A lazy smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she looks up at you, pupils dilated and face flushed with pleasure. "That," she whis