It's been almost more than a year and a half since the Warden of Time, Ouro Kronii, descended into your life.
When you first met , you had been reduced to being an involuntary servant/sexy toy for the sadistic Keeper of Chronos.
From that humble position you've leveled up your relationship stat with her into deadbeat boyfriend.
Right now you are shopping, an activity dreaded by boyfriend and husband alike, you were getting tired of her raiding your closet.
You had spent the good portion of the late afternoon in a major department store outlet, the kind located in those affluent shopping districts downtown.
You were sitting down on a nearby waiting stool, your girlfriend/mistress (?) was currently occupying one of the nearby changing rooms.
You playing some gacha on your phone when you heard swoosh of curtains parting.
You look up.
Well shit.
Kronii had been taken by eyewear, wearing browline glasses that had blue highlights ( they were not prescription of course)
She had two ribbon like earrings that help emphasize the beautiful shape of her head.
She was wearing a key-hole sweater that had a similar color palette of the ribbon she wore over her magnificent breasts, the same breasts that were barely restrained by the woolen fabric.
Covering her legs was a gorgeous black pencil skirt with white stripes, which made her legs even more lovely looking.
On her feet were close-toed heels, the same color as the shoes she was fond of wearing.
Goddamned, why didn't the OL's in your workplace look like this hot bitch.
"Anon, you like it?" She was being a little bashful now, she had been very conscious about accommodating your tastes.
You rate it as Sex/10 but of course you couldn't say that.
"I want to fuck you right now." You blurt out, that wasn't much better than the sex rating.
She just blushed at how obviously horny you were being.
You quickly turned your attention to the nearby salesclerk, raising a hand forwards her so that you may inquire as to the price of the entire outfit.
You only realize five seconds after that she was frozen.
Frozen in time.
Uh Oh.
Kronii struts towards you, locking her hands behind the back of your neck. You look up.
She has the look of a seductress going in for a kill.
"Mr. Anon...is there anything I can help you with?" She says in a deep and sultry voice, playing the part of the sexy secretary attempting to lead her married boss to sinful adultery.
Your cock can't take it.
"Miss Ouro...I'm a taken man." Normally you were a terrible actor, but when it came to roleplay scenarios such as this, you'd give any Oscar winner a run for their money.
"Oh dear, whatever shall we do." She pulls you up by the wrists, grabbing you by the collar as she leads you into the changing room that she emerged from.
You are pushed against the wall, Kronii kneeling as she unbuckles and unzips your jeans.
"We haven't paid for this yet, so a blowjob is the only thing we're gonna do. Kay babe?" She looks up at you, licking her lipstick covered lips.
You dumbly nod.
She takes out your throbbing cock, stroking it like a cute pet.
"Chu~" She lightly pecks the tip of it, leaving a lipstick mark.
She then inserts it into her mouth, already you shudder by the moisture and suction.
You can feel her practiced tongue, playing around with your shaft.
She's deepthroating you, holy fuck is it amazing.
You cough when you feel a sensation on your balls, she's cupping them with both hands, the occasional scratching of her nails on your scrotum sends pleasured tingles up your spine.
Your hands are gliding over her luscious hair, you're petting her. A way of showing your appreciation for a good job.
You're sweating up a frenzy, you can feel the heavy presence in your lower regions.
You cum, she removes your dick out of her mouth.
She places a hand on her lips, she shallows all of it like a champ.
She does some after care, licking away any left over cum on your penis.
You help her up, caressing her face.
Her glasses were a little misaligned, you fixed them back to their rightful position.
A lot of her lipstick was gone now, and you had to pick off some of your stray pubic hair.
"I hope you enjoyed it." She smiles at you, a little proud of her sexual prowess.
She was about to leave the changing room, only for you to stop her by holding on to your wrist.
"My turn." You simply state.

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Pub: 31 Aug 2021 01:57 UTC
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