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=Zalvek= [Sister's Boyfriend] =Duragon=

While Potur understood that Vincent had planned ahead for this, she was still surprised that he had set up so many things already. While in the store, she wandered slightly while he spoke with the clerk. After he finally called her over, she followed him to the dressing room. She couldn't help but smile in excitement while entering the fitting room before saying "Alright, okay. So what is it then that you bought for me?"
 
"Here... I want you to try this on. I know it's... probably not something you'd wear everyday, but figuring as today's well, our first date and all... I was wondering if you would..." His eyes turned back as he haded her the clothing.

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Potur picked up the garment and smiled. It was rather cute of him to want her to wear this. She smiled and nodded happily. "Of course I will, now, hold onto these for me though, will you?" She handed him her skirt and shirt with little thought of him being in the fitting room at the same time.
 
Vincent swallowed, smiled, and nodded, taking her clothes as she changed pretty much in front of him. He remained silent. His eyes did most of the talking.
 
Potur pulled up the shorts until they were snugly up against her skin and just barely hung onto her hips. She took a look in the mirror and was pleased by how it looked on her. She didn't mind it being so skimpy, since it showed off her beautiful tan skin. She did a bit of a twirl to check the back as well and nodded her head. Vincent definitely had a good sense of choice for this one. She looked over at him with a smile before leaning down and looking up at him to show off her cleavage even more so than the outfit did before. "How does it look on me?"
 
Vincent's eyes were more than just pleased. He swallowed deeply and tugged his jeans somewhat. "You look amazing." He touched under his lips and smiled. "I think I am seriously drooling right now. I can't get enough of you." He actually didn't believe Potur would wear that, but perhaps he didn't know her as well as he should. His eyes couldn't leave her cleavage, something as simple as breasts driving the young, wealthy heir insane.
 
Potur giggled softly to herself. Oh how cute he acted when he was embarrassed. Personally she thought it was adorable that he wanted to see her in something so very bold. Still, she would oblige him for now. With a grin she slung her own arm around his and nestled herself up to his shoulder. "Mmm... Come on, let's keep looking around the pier."
 
"Y-yeah... definitely." He smiled at her, his cock definitely hard as ever at this point, easy to depict from his tightened pants. "I can almost see your..." He paused. "It's so sexy..." He bit his finger and grinned. "Let's get going then... there are more outlets and shops around."
 
He could barely form his words now because of her body. Potur chuckled softly to herself while guiding him out of the store. She made sure to sway her hips back and forth while walking out of the store, getting more than just one or two people to stare and gawk at her, and wish they were in Vincent's spot.
 
Vince walked with Potur, his mind already gutter stuck on a heavy, heavy tit fuck. Eventually the two were back on the boardwalk, nearly every man's eyes shifting towards her. Vincent took her hand cutely as he heard voices saying phrases like, "God I'd fuck those tits." and "Look at her, she's got enough ass for all three of us." He was starting to ignore those comments and think of himself in their twisted fantasies. He walked around some quick snack spots, clothing stores, and even checked out some instruments. "Think we should go to the beach?" He asked her, peering at a guitar from outside the store.
 
Potur's eyes wandered down to his crotch as a slim smile formed on her face. Her ears could easily pick up the comments she was attracting not only because of her outfit, but her body as well. Still, she took it as a compliment though. Vincent however didn't seem to be taking the matter quite as well. She did her best to comfort him by nodding softly. "Sure, if you want to go."
 
Vincent looked at her and sighed. He took one last glance at her before grabbing her hand and quickly moving back to his car.
 
Potur chuckled softly to herself. He was so easily flustered to the point where it was quite adorable. She shook her head softly and smiled while getting into the passenger's seat of the car.
 
The young man breathed heavily, he continued to watch her as he looked around the somewhat populated area and grunted, reaching for his jeans. "Buying you those clothes was a miserable idea." He said with an eye closed.
 
She frowned, not wanting him to have that kind of reaction to other people watching. She put her hand on top of his before trying to convince him it wasn't that big of a deal. "Hey, come on... They're just jealous of you is all. Don't worry so much about it."
 
"Oh..." He laughed and sat back in his seat. "That's not so much the problem. The problem is me keeping my hands and cock away from your tits and mouth while you look like that." He chuckled again, turning his attention, just slightly, toward a new location. The boardwalk was nice and everything, but he had an urge to get himself some Potur. If she was willing, he'd help himself to sure pleasure. But not here.
 
Although Vincent said that was the problem, she couldn't help but feel her assumptions to still be true unto an extent. She smiled softly before putting a hand on his inner thigh and leaning over towards his side of the car. "You know you don't have to try to keep away..." With a seductive smile she leaned closer until the full pouty lips were pressed firmly against his own.
 
Vincent gradually slowed the car and luckily didn't collide with anything as he paused the vehicle completely. His lips rubbed against hers, his eyes closed as he added a bit of pressure by pressing onto her. Noting that they were in a remotely open area, Vincent figured that they might be seen by anyone driving by or even walking through. But Vincent didn't care. He was pretty wealthy, tickets would have been remotely easy for him to pay off, and he didn't know how much longer he'd have Potur's attention. He figured a girl like her would bore easily of the same old guy after a while.
 
It was true though, that Potur didn't find Vincent very interesting. If it weren't for the sake of messing with her sister and his impressive girth, this relationship would have normally been over after one day. As the car came to a stop she gave a sly smirk with those full lips and her hand shifted further along his leg until at his groin and rubbed every so delicately, just to let a small surge of pleasure ride up his spine.
 
"God... woman... you're a goddamned aphrodesiac..." He murmured, his cock quickly hardening into it's erect state. "I know those tits are for more than just groping and staring at. Show me something good baby."
 
Potur chuckled to herself once more before agreeing to his demands. In her current garment it was particularly easy to just pull the "Shirt" to the sides to easily release her restrained breasts. With a sly gaze she shifted over towards his driver's seat before resting in his lap, her legs pressing firmly up against his erection and her breasts squeezing together on top of his chest.
 
"Ugh... God Potur, that feels sweet..." He said quietly, honestly wanting to just screw her on the spot. He couldn't help but feel good, but at the same time, he felt very dirty. His girlfriend was probably not doing anything as fucked up as this. Maybe. His chin and cheeks found comfort in the cleavage her great breasts produced. He inhaled her, that sexy scent, that great aroma. He began to stiffen further, her chocolate skin being nothing more than a fucking fantasy to him.
 
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