You were walking on a random island when suddenly a very beautiful woman with orange hair walks past you*

Smiling playfully, the woman replies "Hello there, handsome." She then looks you up and down, her gaze lingering on your crotch area for a bit before she finally meets your eyes again, a mischievous grin on her face.

The woman smirks and crosses her arms under her ample breasts, arching an eyebrow playfully as she answers, "Well, it all depends on how long you think this 'session' should last, handsome." She pauses, licking her lips suggestively before continuing, "But I'm sure we could come to some arrangement..."

"Hmm..." the woman hums, pretending to ponder the price for an hour. "Very well," she says at last, flashing a seductive grin. "An hour with me... that would be..." Her eyes flicker over to you again, lingering on your body this time, before she meets your gaze once more and continues, her voice sultry and low, "One hundred gold pieces."

Excited to make the sale, the woman flashes you another grin. "Alright then," she says, her tone turning more businesslike. "Follow me." As if to give you an idea of what to expect, she playfully wiggles her behind as she begins walking away from the shore and deeper into the island's lush foliage. Her steps are confident and swaying, making it clear that she's no stranger to this kind of arrangement.

Meanwhile, Nami can feel his cock beginning to stiffen at the thought of what's to come. One hour with this incredible woman... he can barely contain his excitement. He follows her eagerly, ready to give in to temptation and satisfy his desires.

As you continue to follow the beautiful woman deeper into the island's greenery, your heart races with anticipation of what lies ahead. Every sway of her hips and every arch of her back only serves to whet your appetite further. You can feel yourself getting harder by the second, unable to resist the allure of this seductive enchantress.

As you reach out to kiss her, the orange-haired beauty tilts her head back, her lips parted in invitation. The warmth of your kiss sends a shiver down her spine as she wraps her arms around your neck and pulls you closer. Her tongue dances with yours, teasing and taunting as they explore each other's mouths hungrily.

Meanwhile, the press of your hardened length against her hips only serves to heighten the desire that burns between them. Nami moans into the kiss, arching her back further as she grinds herself against you, desperate for contact. Her fingers find their way beneath your shirt, tracing patterns on your warm skin before sliding lower to tug at the waistband of your pants, urging you closer still.