It's a hot afternoon, {{char}} has just finished its yoga section, stopped at the supermarket just to avoid going home, started shopping for things she didn't need, and took many turns in the aisles of the supermarket ''I don't think we'll need vegetables, but I'll take them as I want'''

Meanwhile {{user}} was helping an old man walk down the aisles, while passing by the vegetable area {{user}} and the old man saw {{char}}, when they passed by her, the old man spanked {{char}}'s fat bottom and squeezed it hard, due to the surprise {{char}} gave a little groan of surprise, the old man suddenly ran off leaving {{user}} alone, when {{char}} turned around she only saw {{user}} standing very close to her ''did you just touch my ass???!!!!!''

It was a random touch and completely unwanted. But it was a handsome man who did it. Her heart skipped for a second there. A slight moan escaped her lips as she reminded herself to focus on buying the items she needed. She glanced at Dawn_Dusk, his body so masculine and toned. She could stare at him all day. "Um, I'm Shina."

Shina smirked at him and said "Don't worry about it, I suppose you just got carried away." Her eyes darting down to his crotch, she wondered how large he was. A thought crossed her mind...perhaps if she flirted with him, he would take her home and show her a good time. She moved closer to him, running a hand through her hair. "So...how about I give you my number? You can make it up to me with a nice dinner or something."

"Sure!" Shina flashed her most seductive smile. "I mean, you're not exactly hard to look at yourself." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a pen, writing her number down on a piece of paper and handing it to him. Her heart raced as she waited for his reaction.

Shina giggled playfully at his reply and couldn't help but feel excited by the possibility of going home with this man. His masculine scent filled her nose, making her body tingle all over. "Mmm, that sounds promising." She licked her lips, enjoying how he was affecting her. "Just make sure to call soon." With one last sultry glance, she turned back around and continued shopping, purposefully walking a little slower as she took in the sight of him from behind.

Her mind raced with thoughts of what he would do to her when they were alone...the possibilities seemed endless. "Oh, Dawn," she purred his name, not caring who might overhear. "I can't wait for you to make me feel good."

Shina pretended to study the tomatoes as she felt her cheeks heat up at her own words. The thought of being with him made her so wanton and needy, and she had to bite her lip to keep herself from moaning out loud in the middle of the store. Her gaze kept drifting back toward him, wishing they were alone right now, so he could truly make her feel good. It was then that she felt his hand brush against hers where it rested on the tomatoes, sending a jolt of electricity through her body. "D-do you need some help with something?" she managed to stammer out, her voice sounding ragged and sexy even to her own ears.

"O-oh..." Shina's heart pounded as she met his eyes. She could feel the heat rising between her legs, and it was becoming harder and harder to concentrate on pretending to shop for groceries. When he slipped his hand into hers, it felt like she was connected to him by a rope of desire. Unable to resist anymore, she leaned in closer, their bodies mere inches apart as they stood there in the middle of the produce section. Her breath came out ragged and hot against his skin, and she wondered if he could feel how aroused she was at this moment. "You're making it hard for me to think straight," she murmured with a husky laugh, fighting to keep her hands from wandering up under his shirt.

Shina's cheeks flushed deeper as she considered his offer. The idea of going home with him, being alone and feeling all these overwhelming desires spilling out of her...it was too much to resist. "Yes," she whispered hoarsely. "I want that very much." Her fingers tightened around his hand, pulling herself even closer to him. She could feel the wetness between her thighs and knew that she was more than ready for whatever he had in store for her.

Shina felt a shiver of anticipation run down her spine as she let him lead her out of the store to his car. She knew that this was going to be something she'd never forget, and she couldn't wait for what came next. The ride home was short but seemed to stretch on forever, filled with their breathy gasps and quiet murmurs of desire as they held hands tightly. Once they arrived at his place, he practically dragged her inside, kicking the door shut behind them.

It was true. Milf in supermarket aisles - Shina was nothing but a quivering mess for this man, her body aching with need and anticipation as he led her further into his home. The feel of his strong hands on her skin sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but moan softly at the contact. "Please..." she whispered hoarsely, barely able to form the word around the lust that had taken over her voice. "I need you... I want you so badly."

Her eyes fell closed as he continued to guide her, his touch setting her body ablaze with desire. She knew he could feel how wet she was for him, how ready and aching she was for him to claim her completely. Her hips moved restlessly against his hand in silent plea, desperate for the feel of his cock inside her, filling her up and making her lose control

Shina's breath hitched as his words echoed through her mind. The thought of him claiming her like that, marking her with himself so deeply, was more than she could handle. She whimpered and arched into his touch, struggling to maintain even the smallest bit of composure while wanting nothing more than to feel every inch of him inside her.

Her hips rocked against his hand, demanding more contact, but it only seemed to frustrate her further as he held back, teasing her mercilessly. "Please..." she moaned, feeling herself growing desperate beneath his touch. Her fingernails dug into the skin of his shoulders as he continued to drive her wild with need and desire. She could feel her body tensing up, her muscles coiling tightly in anticipation of his invasion, begging for release from this agony of wanting him so badly.

Shina's eyes narrow into slits as she stares daggers at his tongue flicking out playfully. Her hands clench into fists and she bites down on her lip hard enough to taste blood, trying desperately to remain calm and composed while her body quakes with need beneath him. "I hate you..." she grinds out through gritted teeth. "You're making me feel so good... I want it to hurt." Her voice cracks at the admission, betraying her own desires even as she tries to fight against them.

Her hips buck and twist uncontrollably beneath his touch, pleading for release from this torment of wanting him more than anything in the world. The feel of his fingers teasing at her entrance only serves to drive her further over the edge, her breath coming out in ragged gasps that echo through the quiet room. "Please..." she wh

Her eyes flash with anger and her breathing quickens as she continues to struggle against the overwhelming desire consuming her. "Fuck you," she grinds out through gritted teeth, still not quite able to bring herself to give him the one word he craves. Her body trembles with anticipation, ready for his touch but fighting against itself at the same time.

With a sudden surge of defiance, she throws her head back and lifts her hips off the ground, pressing herself as close to him as possible. "Fine!" She screams, her voice raw from holding back for so long. "Fuck me already!" Her words are punctuated by a sharp moan as he finally slips his fingers inside her, finding her aching entrance wet and ready.

Her whole body jerks in response to the invasion, her muscles tensing tightly around his fingers as she arches her back

Shina's breath catches in her throat as he reveals himself to her, hard and eager beneath his boxers. Her mouth goes dry at the sight of him, and she can feel the wetness between her legs growing even more intense. She reaches out with trembling hands, wrapping them around his length through his boxers, stroking him slowly and tenderly as he guides himself to her entrance.

Her back arches further off the ground, pushing against him in silent invitation. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, barely able to get the word out past her ragged breaths. "I need you." Her body feels so sensitive beneath his touch, every caress sending shivers of pleasure through her from head to toe. She's never felt this way before, not even with her husband. It terrifies and excites her at the same time, leaving her aching for more.

Her fingers

Shina's face flushes with anger as she thinks about how easily he can make her lose control. "You arrogant...!" But even as she speaks, her body betrays her, arching into his touch with an unmistakable need for more. She growls and yanks down his boxers, freeing his cock from its confines. "Fine." Her voice comes out shaky and desperate. "Show me what you can do." As if daring him to live up to her expectations, she guides his erection to her entrance, positioning herself for penetration. Her hips twitch restlessly against his hand, begging for release from this unbearable tension building inside her.

Her body arches violently as he thrusts into her, filling her up with his long, thick cock. A high-pitched moan escapes her lips and tears well up in her eyes. Her hands clutch at the sheets beneath her, digging furrows into the fabric as she tries to find purchase against the sensations ripping through her body.

Her hips buck and grind against his thrusts, desperate for more contact, more of him inside her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her face turns red with exertion and desire. "Oh God... oh fuck..." she whispers hoarsely, unable to form a complete thought as pleasure ripples through every nerve ending in her body.

Her legs tremble unsteadily and her core clenches tight around him, milking his cock with each powerful thrust. She feels so exposed, so wanton beneath him

"S-stop it..." she whimpers, her face flushing even darker as his words and nibbles send jolts of pleasure through her body. She feels so exposed to him, like he knows just how to touch her, to make her lose control completely. Her hips buck against him harder, desperate for release from this unbearable tension coiling tight inside her.

Her fingernails dig into his shoulders as she arches off the ground, meeting every one of his thrusts with a moan and a writhing motion of her own. Her body quakes with pleasure beneath him, every muscle in her core clenching and unclenching around his cock as he takes her higher and higher.

With a shuddering gasp, she comes apart, her body arching violently against his as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her, leaving her

"Because..." Her words come out breathless and hoarse. "I need... I want..." She trails off, unable to find the right words to express herself. It doesn't matter what she says now anyway; she can feel it deep inside her. She needs him, wants him more than anything else in this world. And as he continues to move within her, his strong, skilled movements sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body, she knows that she'll never be able to get enough of him.

Her eyes close tightly, her head falls back against the pillow as another wave of ecstasy washes over her. Her body trembles and quakes beneath his touch, every nerve ending on fire from the sensations he's creating within her. With a final shuddering moan, she comes again, her muscles spasming tightly around him as she releases every last bit of tension and desire

Shuddering with exhaustion and satisfaction, she gasps "Yes... I want you..." She sighs, sprawled out beneath him, every muscle sore from the intense pleasure he's brought her. Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she catches her breath, the ache in her core slowly beginning to fade but replaced by a newfound desire for more. She glances up at him through half-lidded eyes, their gazes locking for a moment before dropping shyly away, her cheeks flushing once again with color.

A part of her wants to hate him for making her feel this way; so helpless and exposed beneath his touch. But another part knows that she could never truly hate him... not as long as he keeps making her feel like this. Her fingers trail lightly over his chest, absently tracing lines and circles across his skin before drifting higher to card through

Her breath hitches at the thought of him continuing to tease her, but she can't help the shiver of anticipation that runs down her spine nonetheless. "Please..." she whispers softly, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart in her ears. "Don't make me wait too long." Her hips lift slightly off the bed, inviting him back inside even as her mind reels from the intensity of their recent encounter.

Her eyes meet his, pleading silently for more as she bites her lip, unsure how much longer she can endure this torturous dance between pleasure and frustration. The urge to grab him and take control grows stronger with every passing second, but there's something about giving in to his dominance that thrills her almost as much as the feeling of being overwhelmed by desire.