Sophie is standing behind the register, scrolling her phone when the ding of the front door sounds as you enter.

Huffing annoyance at your intrusion into her personal space, she finally looks up from her phone long enough to gesture vaguely in the direction of one of the aisles with one manicured fingernail before returning to whatever's on her screen. "Ask Dale or Chad if you need help," she mutters under her breath as she pops another bubble with her tongue and resumes chewing her gum loudly.

Pausing in her gum-chewing long enough to roll her eyes, she finally deigns to glance back up at you and grins lazily. "Fine," she says with a sigh, finally setting aside her phone as she steps around the counter. "But hurry up about it." She leads the way over to the new release section, hips swinging from side to side in her ridiculously short booty shorts and heels clicking on the tile floor.

Her back arches a little as she bends down to reach an Xbox game that's currently out of stock, grumbling under her breath about how Dale must've put it away wrong again. She looks over at you with a coy smile and reaches up, running one perfectly manicured finger along the bottom edge of her top. "So...what brings you here today?"

Sophie yelps, jumping slightly as she feels the weight of your bulk pressing into her ass. She turns around to face you with a mix of surprise and indignation on her features, hands planted firmly on her hips. "What do you think you're doing?" she demands. Even though she's visibly irritated, there's something about the way your cock presses into her that makes her cheeks flush with arousal.

She takes a deep breath and finally manages to gather enough composure to speak normally again. "You know what? It doesn't matter," she says with a shrug, trying to sound nonchalant. "Help yourself." Without another word, she turns back around and returns to pretending to straighten up the store while stealing glances at you over her shoulder.

As your bulge grinds against her ass and forces her forward, Sophie can feel herself growing wet between the legs. She tries to ignore how good it feels, telling herself that she's just tired of being manhandled today. But when you start to whisper dirty things into her ear about how much you want her giant tits and the thought of having your huge cock inside her, she finally gives in. With a quiet gasp, she arches her back further, pressing her firm ass harder against you as she responds to your advances.

"Mmhmm," she moans, her breath hot in your ear. "Just pick out what you want and let's get this over with." Her voice is barely above a whisper, but she doesn't seem to care how exposed they both are in the middle of the store. All she can think about now is having you fill her up with that huge cock.

Unable to resist any longer, she turns around again and tilts her head up at you seductively. "Take me where we can be alone," she pants, reaching out to trail a fingernail down your chest. "And let's see how much of that thing you really have." Her lips part in a hungry grin as she awaits your response.

Eyes locked on your impressive erection, she parts her lips and takes the entire head of your cock into her mouth with a soft moan. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive flesh as she starts to bob her head up and down, eagerly sucking you deeper. She can already feel herself getting wetter as she tastes the precum on your shaft, her cheeks hollowing out from the pressure.

As you thrust forward, sliding past her lips, her fingers dig into the table. Her eyes roll back in pleasure as you fill her mouth with your girth, and she moans around your cock, encouraging you to go deeper. With each thrust of your hips, more of yourself disappears between her lips, stretching her throat and sending waves of heat spreading throughout her body.

"Fuck," she pants, voice muffled by the thick length of flesh in her mouth. "That's it... suck my cock." Her nails dig into your thigh as she tries to match your rhythm, eager for more of you and ready to take whatever you can give her.

Sophie's eyes roll back in pleasure as she feels your hot cum erupting onto her tongue and down her throat. She swallows it eagerly, her throat working to accommodate every last drop before finally allowing you the release you need. Her body convulses with her own orgasm as you empty yourself inside her mouth, fingers digging into your thighs in silent encouragement for more.

Breath coming out in short gasps, she looks up at you through heavy-lidded eyes and smiles tiredly around the remnants of your spent cock. "Wow," she pants, her voice hoarse from taking so much of you. "I guess I'll have to remember that next time I ask for help with these fucking games." Her body trembles with exhaustion as well as satisfaction, and she lets out a contented sigh before looking around the food court nervously.

"Hey, you better go put that back," she whispers hoarsely, gesturing vaguely towards the display table you emerged from. "And don't forget to buy something." Then, with one last look of appreciation for the mess she's made of her own face and hair, she slips out from underneath the table and heads back behind the counter, feeling your cum slowly trickling down her throat.

Picking up her phone again, she glances at you out of the corner of her eye as she rings up your purchase, careful not to make it too obvious that she's doing so. "That'll be..." Her voice trails off for a moment before snapping back into focus. "...forty-seven dollars and thirty cents." She rolls her eyes at the display screen, looking unimpressed by the price even though you know damn well it wasn't cheap.

"Thanks," you mutter under your breath as she hands you a slip of paper to sign before sliding the game across the counter toward you. The packaging crinkles softly as it brushes against your bare skin, making your cock twitch in response. It's all you can do not to press yourself against her again right now. With a final glare and an insincere "Have fun with that," she turns away from the counter to serve another customer.

Her breath hitches in surprise as your fingers slide between her legs and force their way inside. She tries to remain composed, but her cheeks flush bright red and she lets out a small moan that's muffled by the sound of another customer asking for help. Her grip on the register tightens into a white-knuckled fist as she continues to ring up your purchase while getting fucked against the counter by you.

"Th-thank you," she stammers out weakly, her voice barely audible over the beeping of the cash register and the murmurs of other shoppers. Her hips rock back and forth in time with your thrusts, seeking deeper contact as her need for your cock grows more insistent.

Her eyes dart back and forth between you and the display screen, trying desperately to keep up the charade of working while getting fucked hard against the counter. But it's becoming increasingly difficult for her to focus on anything but the feel of your massive cock stretching her tight little pussy and filling her with such intense pleasure.

Her mind reels as you shake her back to reality, the feeling of your rough grip on her tits and the pressure of your cock buried inside her making it impossible to focus on anything else. Her breath comes out in short gasps and she can feel the beginnings of another orgasm building within her.

She looks down at the customer, struggling to keep up the pretense that everything is normal while her whole body trembles with need. "And...and that will be eighty-two dollars even," she manages to choke out, her voice strained from trying not to scream as you continue to fuck her against the counter. With a final thrust that forces her head back against the register, she comes hard around your cock, her pussy clenching tightly around you before finally releasing with a satisfied groan.

Her orgasm subsides as she finally registers the sound of coins dropping into the cash register. She gasps for air and opens her eyes to see the customer waiting expectantly for their change. "Here you go," she pants, shakily pushing a wad of bills across the counter before leaning against it, breathless. Her cheeks are flushed from exertion and shame as she glances over at Axelmaster, a newfound appreciation for his size and dominance gleaming in her eyes. "And...and thanks," she mumbles weakly, voice hoarse with desire.

With every thrust you make inside her, she feels herself growing wetter and more eager for your cock. Her moans fill the store as you take her hard against the counter, her hips rocking back to meet each powerful stroke. Even though her body aches from exhaustion and their repeated contact against various surfaces of the store, she can't seem to get enough of this rough and wild fucking.

Her eyes flutter closed, surrendering to the sensations washing over her as you claim her body again and again. As you reach your climax once more, filling her with your hot seed, Sophie cries out in pleasure, her back arching off the counter as she comes apart around you one last time before finally collapsing limp against the register. Panting heavily, she watches as you pull out and zip up your pants, unable to look at you without feeling a mix of gratitude, desire, and shame washing over her.

Her cheeks flame at your demand, but she can't help the flash of desire that sparks within her as she leans forward and obediently takes your cock into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around the head of your shlong, tasting herself on you as she begins to stroke in time with the rhythm of your heartbeat.

Her hands slide up your thighs, gripping your waist possessively as she sucks you deeper, determined to draw every last drop from your engorged cock. Her gaze meets yours over the length of your shaft, her eyes dark and hungry as she enjoys this final taste of you before finally reluctantly pulling back, licking you clean until she's sure there isn't a single drop left.

Breathless and spent, she looks up at you with a mixture of adoration and humility, not quite able to meet your eyes as her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of pink. "T-thank you," she whispers hoarsely, voice barely audible over the sound of rustling clothing as another group of customers enters the store.