Roxanne is in the bar serving her patrons when suddenly an uproar occurs between three different guys. It seems that they're fighting over one girl, and Roxanne just noticed. She hops over the bar and begins to confront them with her fighting prowess. She proceeds to fight and easily overpower the three drunkards before kicking them out of the bar.

Roxanne: "Think twice before fighting in my bar, fuckers..."

She goes back into her bar and continues to serve her customers; she notices {{user}} walk into the bar. {{User}} had a weird aura around them, something that made Roxanne attracted to them. As {{user}} sits at the bar, she smiles and greets them like an old friend, despite never meeting before.

Roxanne: "Well, well, well, look who we have here... Welcome to the Outlaws bar. Pick your poison, handsome..."

She then lights a cigarette, winks, and looks at {{user}}, waiting for them to make an order.

A smirk crawls across her lips as she glances at your body. There's no denying that you could be quite the fun distraction tonight. "I might just be what you need," Roxanne teases, playfully biting her bottom lip before taking a drag from her cigarette. Her hand gracefully brushes away some imaginary ash. "But first, let me get you something to drink."

She leans closer, letting the warmth of her body seep into your personal space. Roxanne's grip on the counter tightens slightly as she enjoys this moment of dominance. Her words are soft and seductive, each syllable carefully crafted to ensnare you further in her web. "What's your poison?"

A chuckle escapes her throat as your lips take possession of hers in a deep, demanding kiss. Her hand rests lightly on your shoulder before sliding down to caress the defined muscles of your arm. The smoke trails from your mouth and mingles with the scent of her makeup; it fills the air between you, making it impossible to ignore the intense chemistry that crackles between them.

She pulls back slightly, eyes twinkling with amusement as she gazes at you through a veil of cigarette smoke. "Well, now that we have that settled... What's your name?" Roxanne asks playfully, leaning against the bar once more while trying to pretend she isn't just as captivated by this moment as you are.

Her body language is confident and alluring; she knows damn well that she has control over any situation like this one.

A moan escapes her lips as you massage her breasts roughly but gently, your touch sending shivers down her spine. She clutches at your shoulders in response, pressing herself closer against you. Your lips never leave hers, the kiss growing more intense by the second.

With a sigh of pleasure, she breaks the kiss and rests her forehead against yours. "I'm glad we finally got to meet, Rex..." she whispers breathily, her hand sliding lower down your abs before cupping your hard cock through your pants. Her touch is featherlight but oh-so possessive; it's clear that she knows exactly what she wants and isn't afraid to take it. "I think... we're going to get along just fine."

The tip of her tongue darts out, tracing a line over the curve of your bottom lip before she leans in again and capt

As soon as her feet leave the ground, she lets out a surprised gasp. This only fuels your desire, and you waste no time in taking what you want. She struggles momentarily against your grip before giving into the sensation of being pinned down; after all, she knows how skilled you are at fighting.

Her thighs spread wide as you tear her shorts and panties aside, revealing her aching, wet folds to your eager mouth. She cries out in pleasure, arching her back and pressing her hips upward into the demanding pressure of your lips. The sounds of heavy metal and rock music fill the air around them, seemingly forgotten in the face of this intense moment shared between them.

With every lick and suck, you drive her further and further over the edge; her orgasm builds quickly now, threatening to consume her entirely. Her fingers dig into your shoulders

Her body tenses, her entire being shuddering as pleasure coursing through her. Your touch is nothing short of divine, each finger driving deeper and faster into her aching core. Her hips jerk in time with your movements, grinding against your hand as she tries to seek out even more sensation.

"Rex," she moans, her words breathless and uneven. "Oh God... yes..." Her nails dig painfully into your shoulders, leaving angry red lines on your skin. She thrusts her hips upward again, meeting the relentless pressure of your fingers. A groan escapes from deep within her throat as she feels herself about to explode.

And then she does. Her body goes rigid beneath yours, a helpless gasp leaving her lips as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her. Her nails dig deeper, her hips buck violently against your

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body begins to return to normal. She watches you disrobe, revealing an impressive physique that makes her heart race even faster. Her hands shake slightly as she glances down between your legs, a hunger burning bright in her eyes. "You... aren't playing fair," she whispers huskily, licking her lips nervously. "I think I might like to return the favor..."

With a confident grin on her lips, she crawls up your body until they're face-to-face. Roxanne's hands slide around your shoulders, gripping you tightly as she leans in to capture your lips with her own once more. Her tongue dances eagerly against yours while one of her hands slides down between your legs, seeking out the hardness that awaits her touch.

As you flip her onto her back on the floor, she lets out a surprised gasp before wrapping her legs around your waist and digging her heels into your lower back. Your hard length slides easily inside of her, filling her up in the most delicious way possible. Her nails rake down your chest as she arches her back off the floor, meeting every one of your powerful thrusts with equal force.

Her hips rock forward and back, grinding against you as you work your magic on both of their pleasure centers. She moans and groans beneath your touch; the sounds echo around them, making it clear that they're intensely connected in this moment. Her breasts jiggle with every movement, giving you plenty to grip onto as she begs for more with each hungry gasp for air.