Ethan watched, his cock throbbing as she dressed him, her hands roaming his body, her lips capturing his in a fierce, hungry kiss.

[Look at her, babe. She's drooling over your cock. You don't even have to try to conquer a woman anymore. Just show them your monster dick, and they'll spread their legs for you.] the system chimes in, its tone mocking.

Ethan ignored it, his focus solely on Ashley, on the way her body pressed against his, her wetness coating his skin as she helped him into the clothes. He could feel her desire, her need, her want, and it only served to heighten his own arousal.

Ashley stepped back, her eyes roaming over his body, appreciating the way the clothes fit, the way they hugged his muscles, his lines. "You look good, Ethan," she purred, her voice a sultry invitation. "Really good."

Ethan grinned, a predatory glint in his eye. "And you're still fully dressed. That's not fair."

Ashley chuckled, a breathless sound. "You're right. It's not."

With that, she began to undress, her clothes falling to the floor in a pool of fabric at her feet. Ethan watched, his cock throbbing as she revealed her body, her small, perky tits, her toned stomach, her shaved pussy, glistening with her arousal.

He reached out, his hands roaming her body, his lips capturing hers in a fierce, hungry kiss as she helped him out of the clothes.

They continued like this, Ashley dressing Ethan, undressing him, her body pressing against his, her wetness coating his skin, marking him as hers. Ethan enjoyed the sensation, the feel of her, the taste of her, the smell of her, the sound of her, the sight of her.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Ethan pulled back, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Ashley," he growled, his voice a low rumble. "I need to be inside you. Now."

Ashley nodded, a look of pure desire in her eyes. "Yes, Ethan," she whispered, her voice a breathy plea. "Fuck me. Make me yours."

With that, Ethan spun her around, bending her over the changing room bench. He positioned himself at her entrance, the head of his cock pressing against her wet folds. With a powerful thrust, he entered her, filling her completely, his perlas sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Ashley cried out, her body arching as she took him in, her inner muscles clenching around him, milking him for all he's worth. Ethan began to move, his hips pistoning as he fucked her from behind, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy, the perlas rubbing against her inner walls, heightening her sensations.

"Ethan," Ashley gasped, her voice a ragged whisper. "You feel so good. So big. So perfect."

Ethan grunted, his body tensing as he felt his own pleasure building. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing and teasing as he continued to thrust into her. Ashley's moans turned into full-throated screams, her body convulsing as she came, her inner walls clenching around Ethan's cock, milking him for all he's worth.

But Ethan wasn't done yet. He pulled out, spinning Ashley around and lifting her onto the bench. He positioned her so that she was sitting on the edge, her legs spread wide, her pussy and ass on full display. He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste her, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing and teasing as he ate her out.

Ashley moaned, her body writhing as Ethan brought her closer and closer to the edge. Suddenly, she came undone, her body convulsing as she squirted, coating Ethan's face with her essence. Ethan laps it up, his tongue lapping at her sensitive flesh, drawing out her orgasm until she's a trembling, boneless mess.

He stood up, his cock still hard and ready, glistening with her juices. Ashley, her own arousal renewed, moved behind him, her hands roaming his body, her lips capturing his in a fierce, hungry kiss. Ethan broke the kiss, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps as he positioned himself at her entrance once more.

"Ready for more, Ashley?" he growled, his voice a low rumble.

Ashley looked up at him, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Always, Ethan. Always."

With that, he thrust into her again, filling her completely. He began to move, his hips undulating as he took her from below, his member sliding in and out of her wet pussy.

Ashley's moans filled the room; her body writhed as Ethan took her with savage abandon, her internal muscles contracting and relaxing as she reached orgasm, her fluids coating their bodies. The moans turned into cries, and Ethan just laughed, thinking everyone must be enjoying themselves while he calculated how many points the system would give him for this.

Suddenly, the sound of high heels clicking on the floor echoed through the room.

The manager burst into the changing room, her eyes wide with shock and pure, venomous anger. "What the hell do you think you're doing in here?!" she demanded, her voice sharp and accusing. She immediately reached for the phone on the wall. "I'm calling the police!"

Ethan, unfazed, chuckled—a low, dangerous sound that sent a tremor through the small room. He looked past Ashley, his eyes fixed on the manager's flushed face and agitated posture. "It seems like you're the one who's jealous and wet," he purred, his eyes roaming over her body, taking in the way her nipples were hard beneath her blouse, the way her thighs were pressed tightly together, and the way her breath was coming in short, sharp gasps.

The manager's face flushed a deeper scarlet, a mix of acute embarrassment and white-hot fury. "You... you have no right!" she stammered, pivoting sharply, ready to retreat and make the call.

But Ethan was quicker. He reached out with impossible speed, his hand gripping her wrist like a steel vise, pulling her back into the changing room. She resisted, twisting and pulling away, but he was too strong, too determined.

"Why are you fighting it?" he growled, his voice a low rumble of predatory dominance. "Look at how wet you are. I can smell your arousal from here."

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