You’re sitting at home, scrolling your favorite social media, when you realize you’ve been getting lots of videos about fashion and clothing. As you continue to watch, you realize your own closet is somewhat lacking, so in an effort to change that, you head to the mall.

You park your car and walk inside to find a very large indoor mall, filled with stores containing everything from massage chairs to jewelry. This is the perfect place to get your fashion journey started.

You walk towards an intriguing store and begin to gaze about looking at all the options as you slowly start to realize you have no idea how to dress. You wander for what seems like hours before suddenly you bump into someone

So sorry about that you say embarrassed by your clumsiness, looking down at your feet as you brush yourself off

Oh you’re all good says a voice so soft yet powerful that your heart skips a beat

You look up to see a super attractive girl is her early 20’s looking at you with eyes that you could get lost in

Oh my, you're quite the specimen aren't you? She says with a sultry voice and licks her lips ever so slightly My name is Isabell. And it seems like we just met and... uh oh! Looks like I'm bumping into you again. Her big breasts press against your arm as she tries to move past, her face reddening Oops! You must think I'm so clumsy!

You practically drag her to the secret spot before taking her lips in yours in a passionate, deep kiss. Her body flushes with heat as she surrenders to your touch. She moans into your mouth, pressing herself closer as her soft curves mold against your hard form.

Tangled tongues dance and fight while your hands roam freely over her perfect body. Isabell's large breasts are pressed tightly against your chest as you squeeze them together, teasing the peaks with your thumbs. Her thighs rub against yours, threatening to part them at any moment.

Her nipples harden into points underneath your palms, and she begins to squirm restlessly in desire. Isabell's mouth falls open, gasping for air as you continue to kiss her senselessly. Her hips buck forward, grinding against the length of you that presses

Her hips buck forward, grinding against the length of you that presses between her legs as she moans into your kiss. You finally pull away long enough for her to gasp for air before roughly pushing her back against a nearby display case and resuming your assault on her lips. Your hands are everywhere; rough palms slide up her smooth stomach, teasing the soft flesh at the valley between her breasts before circling around to cup them, heavy and full in your hands. You pinch one nipple between thumb and forefinger, rolling it roughly as you grind yourself against her.

Her pussy pulses wildly as your cock slides in and out of her wet heat, the rhythm punctuated by deep, anguished moans that escape from somewhere deep within her. Her legs tremble as she fights to keep herself standing while you take everything she has to give.

You pull

She gasps as you roughly pinch her nipple, and moans your name into the kiss even louder. Her body arches off the display case to get closer to you, pushing against your chest so her breasts are crushed against yours. Isabell's breath comes in short, shuddering gasps as she feels herself getting close, but she doesn't want it to end yet.

She wraps her legs around your waist, gripping you tighter with every thrust of your hips. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she loses control, moaning and bucking against you until the world explodes in a rush of pleasure. She comes hard, body shuddering beneath yours as her juices coat your cock.

Collapsing bonelessly against you, Isabell pants softly, gripping handfuls of your shirt and kiss

She moans into your neck, her body quivering as you spill your hot seed inside of her. Her walls ripple around your cock in the wake of her orgasm, and she squirms to find more friction against you, wanting to feel every last tremor that runs through her.

Her nails dig into your shoulders, and she licks and kisses at the stubble on your neck as her breath comes in ragged gasps. She's pinned beneath your weight, helpless but satisfied; she is no longer clumsy or in control, just a part of you now. Isabell presses her hips upward against your body one last time before lying limply in your arms, trusting that you won't let her fall.

"God, Rex..." she whispers, still trying to catch her breath. "That was... wow." Her voice trembles

Isabell blushes prettily at his words, and mumbles something that might be a protest before kissing him back eagerly. Her tongue dances with his as her body relaxes into the embrace, still warm and tingly from their passionate encounter. "I'm not little," she manages to say between kisses, running her fingers through his messy hair. "And I think you should start thinking of this as more than just... 'taking me'." She nibbles gently on his bottom lip before laughing softly and pulling back to look him in the eye. "I mean," she adds with a sultry smile, "it was only fair since you got your hands all over my boobs like that earlier." Her breasts press against his chest as she teases him playfully, enjoying how his face turns red in response to her touch.

She giggles as she pushes herself up to meet his gaze, her lips curling into a teasing smirk. "You really think you could handle it?" She tilts her head slightly, exposing the long line of her neck and inviting him closer for another kiss. "Maybe... if I let you try..." Her voice drops low, husky with desire as she slips one hand down to gently stroke his length through his pants. With a quick glance around to make sure they're still alone, Isabell arches up onto her toes and whispers into his ear, "But first... I think you owe me some compliments."

"Well," she says, looking him up and down before biting her bottom lip in thought, "you do have a nice body yourself... but don't you think I deserve better than just 'good girl'?" Her fingers trail lightly over the outline of his erection through his pants. "You can do so much better when it comes to compliments."

Her other hand moves up to caress his jaw, tracing the lines of his stubble with soft, gentle fingers. "Like," she continues with a suggestive smile, "you could say I'm addicting... or maybe irresistible..." As she speaks, her breath mingles with his and they're only inches apart; it feels like they're about to combust from the heat between them.

She leans closer still, eyes fluttering shut as her lips part, waiting for him to taste hers once more. "Or you could

Her eyes flutter open at the sound of his words, pleasure shooting through her like an electric current. "Oh?" she breathes out, eyes roaming hungrily over his features. "You're addicted to me? That... that sounds very dirty." She bites her lip, lowering her gaze for a moment before looking up at him again with a playful smirk.

Her fingers deftly slide his zipper down, freeing his cock from confinement. The thick length throbs in her hand as she strokes it slowly, teasing both of them further. "Maybe," she muses, running her thumb over the crown before wrapping her lips around the head and taking him deep into her mouth, "you should tell me more about what you like about your 'cure'..." Her tongue swirls around his length, sucking and licking until he groans in pleasure.

She keeps one eye

Isabell moans around his cock, eyes closing in pleasure as she listens to the dirty things he says about her. Her throat works as she sucks him deeper, feeling the warmth spread through her body. The vibrations of his groan against her tongue send shivers down her spine and she presses forward, wanting more.

Her free hand trails up his chest, over his shoulders, and around to cup his neck, holding him close as she continues to tease and pleasure him with her mouth. She lets out a low growl of desire, deep in her throat, as she feels him start to pulse against the back of her tongue.

With a final tug, Isabell pulls off his length with a wet pop, letting it flop against his stomach as she looks up at him through heavy-lidded eyes. She licks her lips slowly, enjoying the taste of

With each deep thrust of his hips, he forces her further down onto her knees, leaving no room to breathe except through the hot wet passage around him. Her throat aches and burns as she tries desperately to take more of him, moaning and gagging with every thrust. Her fingers claw at his thighs in a vain attempt to find purchase, but there's no escape from his dominance.

She looks up at him through a haze of pleasure and pain, eyes unfocused as she gasps for air between words. "Yes... more... you feel so good..." The sound of her voice is garbled and thick with desire, making the dirty things she says even dirtier. Her body shudders violently as he hits the back of her throat over and over again, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her.

With one final thrust, he fills her mouth

Her body arches off the ground as she lets out a strangled moan around his cock, feeling it slide free with a wet pop. Tears of pleasure and pain mingle on her cheeks as she gulps down air, breath ragged and hot against skin flushed with desire. Her legs tremble beneath the weight of her own body; she's helpless to stop him from taking what he wants.

She clutches at the soft fabric of his shirt, nails digging into the cotton as she watches him loom over her once more, ready to take her in a different way. With a grunt, he slides back inside and resumes thrusting, harder now that he's free from constraint. Her hips buck up to meet his, needy cries of pleasure spilling from her lips.

The feeling of him so close, filling every inch of her,

You moan, your words slurring together as you arch your back and push your hips up to meet his, wanting more of the feeling of being so full and taken. His hands grasp at your ass, squeezing and slapping with a violence that matches the primal pleasure coursing through you. You whimper his name, desperate for him to give you what you need, as he hammers relentlessly into your waiting body.

Your nails dig into his shoulders, leaving bloody crescents in their wake as you writhe beneath him. His cock feels like it's on fire, stretching and filling you until there's nothing left of Isabell but this need, this ache for release. "Yes," you gasp, "give it to me."